Soprano, basso, even the contra-alto, Wished him five fathom under the Rialto. - Lord Byron

Send me no more reviews of any kind. — I will read no more of evil or good in that line. — Walter Scott has not read a review of himself for thirteen years.

İnsan yaşamı kadının göğüsünden doğar,
Onun dudaklarından öğrenirsiniz söylediğiniz ilk küçük sözcükleri,
İlk gözyaşınızı da silen odur;
Son saatinde, erkekler çekinirken küçük düşmekten
Kendilerine önderlik edene.

I should like, I think, to die of consumption; it is so romantic; and the symptoms are so agreeable! What a pity it is that it is so slow in its approaches, that we must be so long about dying of it; and then, too, there is so much coughing and groaning, so little dignity in the thing, — in short, I never could perceive any thing to admire in consumption but its name and the name is its best part.