#craft

Without craftsmanship, inspiration is a mere reed shaken in the wind. ↗

— Johannes Brahms

#inspiration #mere #reed #shaken #wind

The Crafty Cockney had a picture of the owner dressed up as a copper, so I brought it home, wore it on TV and the name just stuck. ↗

— Eric Bristow

#cockney #copper #crafty #dressed #had

I became famous almost before I had a craft. ↗

— Farrah Fawcett

#became #before #craft #famous #had

There came to port last Sunday night the queerest little craft, without an inch of rigging on; I looked and looked - and laughed. It seemed so curious that she should cross the unknown water, and moor herself within my room - my daughter! O my daughter! ↗

— George Washington Cable

#craft #cross #curious #daughter #herself

Surrender the vert platonic bond tying your soul to mine craft, the sky fades a pink shadow cast. ↗

— Bradley Chicho

#cast #craft #fades #mine #pink

Actors in general have become very spoiled in the roles they choose these days. When I first started in this profession - about a hundred years ago in the last century - it was all about taking risks, it was about doing the job and honing the craft. ↗

— Brian Cox

#ago #become #century #choose #craft

My style is about making things last forever. When you're on a budget, it can be daunting to spend $300 on a pair of boots or a coat. But such basics are the building blocks from which your look is crafted. ↗

— Nina Garcia

#basics #blocks #boots #budget #building

Journalism is a kind of profession, or craft, or racket, for people who never wanted to grow up and go out into the real world. ↗

— Harry Reasoner

#go #grow #grow up #into #journalism

Soon I knew the craft of experimental physics was beyond me - it was the sublime quality of patience - patience in accumulating data, patience with recalcitrant equipment - which I sadly lacked. ↗

— Abdus Salam

#craft #data #equipment #experimental #i

For brick and mortar breed filth and crime, With a pulse of evil that throbs and beats; And men are whithered before their prime By the curse paved in with the lanes and streets. And lungs are poisoned and shoulders bowed, In the smothering reek of mill and mine; And death stalks in on the struggling crowd— But he shuns the shadow of the oak and pine ↗

— George W. Sears Nessmuk

#city #outdoors #urban #wilderness #woodcraft