Quotes About Skill

Hey where are you from?" she asked, swinging her sword about with the skill of a trained fighter. "South of here." "No kidding - you and the rest of the kingdom.

If you beat somebody at the thing they're best at, they're more likely to give way.

If you're not really into something, you don't put the time in, so you don't get good at it. Passion is the key to everyone's gifts.

glassblowing?" Noah shook his head. "My

She had achieved what might be called a fourth-grade competence, and we didn't want her to lose it, as she certainly would if it wasn't exercised.

Nothing is a stronger cultural lightning rod than two needles and a ball of yarn. But

Upon the rubble horses would reappear announcing the rebirth of the old reality, their backs without riders. Because thus it had always been. Until a few men would tie them to wagons, once again erecting a city that they wouldn't understand, once again building, with innocent skill, the things. And then once more they'd need a pointing finger to give them their old names.

OLD AGE AND TREACHERY WILL OVERCOME YOUTH AND SKILL.

It seems to happen sudden—a fighter gets good. He gets easy and graceful. He learns how to save himself—no energy wasted... he slips and slides— he travels with the punch. . . . Oh, sure, I like the way you're shaping up.

There are no genres, there are only talents. —JEAN-FRANÇOIS REVEL, LE VOLEUR DANS LA MAISON VIDE, P. 311

In those days you matched a block of balsa against a rudimentary diagram and got going with a razor blade, which sliced your thumb as readily as it carved the balsa. If the result was recognizable as an aeroplane, you were an expert. If your thumb was recognizable as a thumb, you were a genius.

When he was asked about the technical secret of his jump, he said:

Tom Stoppard has said that the trouble with bad art is that the artist knows exactly what he's doing.)

It isn't the man who wants to who continues the tradition, it's the man who can, and sometimes he's the man who knows least about it.

I'm left doing all the unskilled labor myself, which is exactly when you realize there's nothing unskilled about labor.

You'd then drive your vehicle to a tree, beneath which the examiner sat. He or she would ask you to park. If you managed to do so without knocking over the tree or hitting the examiner, you had a license.

We have to play what is actually in demand, and we have to play it as well and as beautifully and as expressively as ever we can.

Happiness is a how, not a what: a talent, not an object

Every shift is a work of art.

Once he had watched Liz making a silk braid. One end was pinned to the wall and on each finger of her raised hands she was spinning loops of thread, her fingers flying so fast he couldn't see how it worked. 'Slow down,' he said, 'so I can see how you do it,' but she'd laughed and said, 'I can't slow down, if I stopped to think how I was doing it I couldn't do it at all.

I begin to understand you." She nods. "The blacksmith makes his own tools.

Forgetting is an art like other arts. It needs dedication and practice.

They say you had a trade as a blacksmith; is that correct?" Now she will say, shoe a horse? "It was my father's trade." "I begin to understand you." She nods. "The blacksmith makes his own tools.

No physician is really good before he has killed one or two patients.