Sure there are poets which did never dream Upon Parnassus, nor did taste the stream Of Helicon; we therefore may suppose Those made not poets, but the poets those.

I kept on digging the hole deeper and deeper looking for the treasure chest until I finally lifted my head, looked up and realized that I had dug my own grave.

You prove but too clearly that seeking to know Is too frequently learning to doubt. [Fr., Vous ne prouvez que trop que chercher a connaitre N'est souvent qu' apprendre a douter.]

Uncertain ways unsafest are, And doubt a greater mischief than despair.

Night was our friend, our leader was Despair.

Darkness our guide, Despair our leader was.