The body of Benjamin Franklin, printer, (Like the cover of an old book, Its contents worn out, And stripped of its lettering and gilding) Lies here, food for worms! Yet the work itself shall not be lost, For it will, as he believed, appear once more In a new And more beautiful edition, Corrected and amended By its Author!

-Franklin, Benjamin
  Proposed epitaph for himself.

His slang†was always a little out of date, as though he had studied in a dictionary of popular usage, but not in the latest edition.

-Greene, (Henry) Graham
  The Comedians, pt.1, ch.1.

He writes as fast as they can read, and he does not write himself down† His worst is better than any other person's best† His works (taken together) are almost like a new edition of human nature. This is indeed to be an author!

-Hazlitt,William
  Spirit of the Age,'Sir Walter Scott'.