How often we see the greatest genius buried in obscurity!
The gods confound the man who first found out How to distinguish hours! Confound him, too, Who in this place set up a sun-dial, To cut and hack my days so wretchedly Into small portions.
The greatest talents often lie buried out of sight.
Fortitude is a great help in distress.
That which you know, know not; and that which you see, see not.
In grasping at uncertainties we lost that which is certain.