"I have a great objection to being a Poet."

"I have a horrid presentiment of my own death."

"Poetry should surprise by a fine excess and not by singularity, it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance."

"I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days—with a rose and a myrtle tree."

"I am in that temper that if I were under water I would scarcely kick to come to the top."