Quotes About Resourcefulness

The first eight years of my life, we lived in an abandoned diner - we were basically squatters.

In my life I have always found ways of dealing with a situation.

Don't try to run your life through a single straw. Someone, some event, will cut it off.

She longed for cutlasses, pistols, and brandy; she had to make do with coffee, and pencils, and verbs.

In my personal life I've made a lot of compromises. I don't live comfortably. I've lived out of a suitcase for the last 15 years. I have lived without a dime to my name, for a very long time.

Of course, I don't act in an extreme fashion in my day to day life. I don't think any of us live do. I think we all have that reserve somewhere and we pull upon it when we need it.

Life is creative. It makes it up as it goes along.

Horace normally didn't need anyone else to save his life. He was pretty skilled at doing it for himself.

I'll take your tent," Horace said. "You can sleep on the hard ground, rolled in your cloak. You're a Ranger, after all.

In the desert you always need water,' [Selethen] told [Horace]. 'A wise traveller never goes past a chance to refill his water skins.' 'Is there nowhere else they could do this?' Halt asked. Selethen tapped another mark into the sand with his dagger. 'There are the Orr-San Wells, he said. 'They're smaller and not as reliable.

Very impressive. Where did you learn that?" Made it up just now.

Better is half a loaf than no bread.

Cut my coat after my cloth.

All is fish that cometh to net.

that every man should have as much as he could make use of, would hold still in the world, without straitening any body;

Askade took the battertoast, looked at it blearily. "I can't rewire it into a death ray without some extra parts," he said, and took a bite. "Hm. Tastes okay. What's the problem?

Don't worry about the horse being blind, just load the wagon.

Hollis was raised by Tom Shaw; she can start a fire with a pile of dry leaves and a dirty look.

He grabs ropes, furs, blankets, a hatchet, and carrots. Carrots? Okay, so he likes vegetables.

When the world is ending sometimes you have to save the party until there's time to bake.

The collective resources of an authoress, a sorceress, and a wampyr and his valet are not to be underestimated.

The improvised weapon in his hand, the comfort of his friend at his side were all the strength he needed.

As an old crew chief of mine used to point out, you might be dead long before the problem you didn't have the resources to fix right now became a critical need, so why waste more resources worrying about it?

Hey, I'd found an option that was even less appealing that starving to death. Let's hear it for human ingenuity!