One of the greatest tragedies in life is to watch potential die untapped.
My father always said, 'The saddest thing in life is wasted talent.'
This was an actress who, for twenty years, had the world at her feet. She kicked it away, and the ball rolled out of her reach.
Talent is more erotic when it's wasted.
So precious a talent as intellect never was given to be wrapt in a napkin and buried in the earth.
Most men eddy about Here and there-eat and drink, Chatter and love and hate, Gather and squander, are raised Aloft, are hurled in the dust, Striving blindly, achieving Nothing; and then they die- Perish;-and no one asks Who or what they have been.
You can have your youth It'll rot before your eyes
One of the worst things you can die with is potential.
It is in these acts called trivialities that the seeds of joy are forever wasted, until men and women look round with haggard faces at the devastation their own waste has made, and say, the earth bears no harvest of sweetness - calling their denial knowledge.
What a shame to waste those great shots on the practice tee.
We waste our lights in vain, like lamps by day.