The amount of death terror experienced is closely related to the amount of life unlived.
Unused creativity is not benign.
Not all the coal that is dug warms the world.
The thing about the movie 'Navy SEALs' is that it was just such a waste. The script could've been shaped to be much better, and you just hate to see all that talent and passion go to waste.
Wasting time is something that people do or feel all over the world, not just in Italy.
I have more ideas than I'll ever be able to write in five lifetimes.
I think a lot of people have too much time on their hands.
Few minds wear out; more rust out.
What is opportunity to the man who cant use it?
My major regret in life is that my childhood was unnecessarily lonely.
When I'm on a train and see an empty pitch, it gives me a certain pleasure that I can't quite describe. It's to do with potential.
There are books on our shelves we haven't read and doubtless never will, that each of us has probably put to one side in the belief that we will read them later on, perhaps even in another life.
But the real interesting stuff is in the cellar and the attic.
He who learns and learns and yet does not know what he knows, is one who plows and plows yet never sows.
I have a lot of sketches and ideas, but when you don't use them, they get stale.
I've done a few studio films in the last few years where I feel like I've done good work, and then I only end up in two scenes. That's been very disappointing.
The dreadful burden of having nothing to do.
An empty canvas is full.
Youth is a period of missed opportunities.
Don't treat your heart like an action figure wrapped in plastic and never used.
I've got quite a good brain and all that, which I've never had to use in singing at all.
Idleness of the mind is much worse than that of the body: wit, without employment, is a disease - the rust of the soul, a plague, a hell itself.
I believe all of us only use one tenth of our brain. I know people who use one per cent only!
A stair not worn hollow by footsteps is, regarded from its own point of view, only a boring something made of wood.
The sheer quantity of brain power that hurled itself voluntarily and quixotically into the search for new baseball knowledge was either exhilarating or depressing, depending on how you felt about baseball. The same intellectual resources might have cured the common cold, or put a man on Pluto.
