Quotes About Amateur

I once played amateur tournament tennis six months without double-faulting.

I used to link up boom boxes, record one take, play it into another boom box then play all that back into the other one until I had six tracks. It was unlistenable!

Love doesn't drop on you unexpectedly; you have to give off signals, sort of like an amateur radio operator.

In love as in sport, the amateur status must be strictly maintained.

It is good for a professional to be reminded that his professionalism is only a husk, that the real person must remain an amateur, a lover of the work.

It is good for a professional to be reminded that his professionalism is only a husk, that the real person must remain an amateur, a lover or the work.

l'Histoire a plus d'imagination que les hommes ? le Diable plus que l'Histoire ? et il n'est pas du genre, le Diable, à commettre l'erreur d'amateur de nous resservir un génocide en tous points semblable à l'étalon du genre ? (ch. 57 La Shoah au coeur et dans la tête)

I do small cameos here and there but nothing that requires more than a paragraph of talking, because I'm just an amateur. The movie is a whole different reality.

When I look at a lot of older stuff that I've written, I think one sign of amateur humor writing is when you see people trying too hard.

The sure sign of an amateur is he has a million plans and they all start tomorrow.

The amateur believes he must first overcome his fear; then he can do his work. The professional knows that fear can never be overcome.

When we're living as amateurs, we're running away from our calling — meaning our work, our destiny, the obligation to become our truest and highest selves. Addiction becomes a surrogate for our calling. We enact the addiction instead of embracing the calling. Why? Because to follow a calling requires work. It's hard. It hurts. It demands entering the pain-zone of effort, risk, and exposure.

In their minds it is the mark of an ill-prepared and amateur army to rely in the moments before battle on what they call pseudoandreia, false courage, meaning the artificially inflated martial frenzy produced by a general's eleventh-hour harangue or some peak of bronze-banging bravado built to by shouting, shield-pounding and the like[...] It made no difference. None was a match for the warriors of Lakedaemon, and all knew it.

In my view, the amateur does not love the game enough. If he did, he would not pursue it as a sideline, distinct from his "real" vocation.

Resistance knows that the amateur composer will never write his symphony because he is overly invested in its success and overterrified of its failure.

The amateur has not mastered the technique of his art. Nor does he expose himself to judgment in the real world. If we show our poem to our friend and our friend says, "It's wonderful, I love it," that's not real-world feedback, that's our friend being nice to us. Nothing is as empowering as real-world validation, even if it's for failure.

The amateur plays for fun. The professional plays for keeps. To the amateur, the game is his avocation. To the pro it's his vocation.

The amateur is often unkind or insensitive to others, but she saves her most exquisite cruelty for herself.

The word amateur comes from the Latin root meaning to love.

Resistance knows that the amateur composer will never write his symphony because he is overly invested in its success and overterrified of its failure. The amateur takes it so seriously it paralyzes him.

Resistance outwits the amateur with the oldest trick in the book: It uses his own enthusiasm against him.

The amateur has not mastered the technique of his art. Nor does he expose himself to judgment in the real world. If we show our poem to our friend and our friend says, It's wonderful, I love it, that's not real-world feedback, that's our friend being nice to us. Nothing is as empowering as real- world validation, even if it's for failure.

The habits and addictions of the amateur are conscious or unconscious self-inflicted wounds. Their payoff is incapacity. When we take our M1903 Springfield and blow a hole in our foot, we no longer have to face the real fight of our lives, which is to become who we are and to realize our destiny and our calling.

The amateur prizes shallowness and shuns depth. The culture of Twitter and Facebook is paradise for the amateur.