Quotes About Talent

When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left and could say, I used everything you gave me.

When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say: "I used everything you gave me." - Erma Bombeck

When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, I used everything you gave me Erma Bombeck as quoted in A Christmas Blessing

When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left and could say, 'I used everything you gave me.

When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, 'I used everything you gave me'.

When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say... I used everything You gave me.

Very few of us ever find our authentic talent—usually it is found for us, as we stumble into a way of life that society rewards us for.

He is a prodigy in limbo. In both halves

What is one's true talent, his secret gift, his authentic vocation? In what way is one truly unique, and how can he express this uniqueness, give it form, dedicate it to something beyond himself?

It's none of their business that you have to learn how to write. Let them think you were born that way.

His talent was as natural as the pattern that was made by the dust on a butterfly's wings. At one time he understood it no more than the butterfly did and he did not know when it was brushed or marred. Later he became conscious of his damaged wings and of their construction and he learned to think and could not fly any more because the love of flight was gone and he could only remember when it had been effortless.

They say the seeds of what we will do are in all of us, but it always seemed to me that in those who make jokes in life the seeds are covered with better soil and with a higher grade of manure.

What difference does it make if you live in a picturesque little outhouse surrounded by 300 feeble minded goats and your faithful dog? The question is: Can you write?

However you make your living is where your talent lies

He knew everything when he started. The others can't ever learn what he was born with.

He had destroyed his talent by not using it, by betrayals of himself and what he believed in, by drinking so much that he blunted the edge of his perceptions, by laziness, by sloth, and by snobbery, by pride and by prejudice, by hook and by crook. What was this? A catalogue of old books? What was his talent anyway? It was a talent all right but instead of using it, he had traded on it. It was never what he had done, but always what he could do.

It was never what he had done,but always what he could do. And he had chosen to make his living with something else instead of a pen or a pencil

Que va," the boy said. "There are many good fishermen and some great ones. But there is only you.

Nobody knows what's in him until he tries to pull it out.

All art is only done by the individual. The individual is all you ever have and all schools only serve to classify their members as failures.

We must all be cut out for what we do, he thought. However you make your living is where your talent lies.

He had destroyed his talent by not using it

For warfare, a man needs only his mind. But to win, it requires a talent and resources.

Qué va, the boy said. There are many good fisherman and some great ones. But there is only you.