Quotes About Skill

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Learning how to improvise really awakened my interest in music.

I was such a dangerous hitter I even got intentional walks in batting practice.

I had many years that I was not so successful as a ballplayer, as it is a game of skill.

Good pitching will always stop good hitting and vice-versa.

The goalkeeper is the jewel in the crown and getting at him should be almost impossible. It's the biggest sin in football to make him do any work.

Skill and confidence are an unconquered army.

Why does learning take place in spurts? Why can't we make steady upward progress on our way toward mastery? As we saw in the case of tennis, we have to keep practicing an unfamiliar movement again and again until we "get it in the muscle memory" or "program it into the autopilot.

If you study calligraphy, you will find that those who are not so clever usually become the best calligraphers. Those who are very clever with their hands often encounter great difficulty after they have reached a certain stage. This is also true in art, and in life." The best horse, according to Suzuki, may be the worst horse. And the worst horse can be the best, for if it perseveres, it will have learned whatever it is practicing all the way to the marrow of its bones.

For the master, surrender means there are no experts. There are only learners.

What we call "mastery" can be defined as that mysterious process through which what is at first difficult or even impossible becomes easy and pleasurable through diligent, patient, long-term practice.

You can only do what you're capable of at the time.

Men are only as good as their technical development allows them to be.

Even the finest of jugglers cannot keep a hundred balls in the air forever.

A harp can be a dangerous as a sword, in the right hands.

Pissing is the least of my talents. You ought to see me shit

Why give a horse to a man who cannot ride?

Would you lesson me in warfare? I was fighting battles when you were sucking mother's milk. And losing battles too.

A sword is only as good as the man who wields it.

His strength, his speed, his valor, all his hard-won skill . . . it was worth less than a mummer's fart, because he flinched from killing.

High, low, overhand, he rained down steel upon her. Left, right, backslash, swinging so hard that sparks flew when the swords came together, upswing, sideslash, overhand, always attacking, moving into her, step and slide, strike and step, step and strike, hacking, slashing, faster, faster, faster . . .until, breathless, he stepped back and let the point of the sword fall to the ground, giving her a moment of respite. "Not half bad," he acknowledged. "For a wench.

Genius is nothing but a great aptitude for patience.

The cry from every business failure is, "We ran out of money," but the real problem was probably one or more of the following: not enough managerial talent or operational skill, wrong products or services, or one of myriad other inadequate resources required to make the organization successful.

What is the good of being a genius if you cannot use it as an excuse for being unemployed?