Meaning of Hide not your talents. They for use were made. What’s a sundial in the shade? :Benjamin Franklin
HELP!I race to the square, crossing it, looking all around, listening out-No.No.Its empty.Violas breathing heavy in my arms .And Haven is empty.I reach the middle of the square.I dont see nor hear a soul.I spin around again.HELP! I cry.But theres no one.Havens completely empty.There aint hope here after all.
If the single man plants himself indomitably on his instincts, and there abides, this huge world will come around to him.
A creation of importance can only be produced when its author isolates himself, it is a child of solitude.