It's not brute strength against brute strength. There's skill involved. You can learn to putt and be accurate. A lot of times women are more accurate.

Boxing isn't just about brute strength; it's about skill and outwitting your opponent.

'Tis skill, not strength, that governs a ship.

A general is a specialist insofar as he has master his craft. Beyond that and outside the arbitrary pro and con, he keeps a third possibility intact and in reserve: his own substance. He knows more than what he embodies and teaches, has other skills along with the ones for which he is paid. He keeps all that to himself; it is his property. It is set aside for his leisure, his soliloquies, his nights. At a propitious moment, he will put it into action, tear off his mask. So far, he has been racing well; within sight is the finish line, his final reserves start pouring in. Fate challenges him; he responds. The dream, even in an erotic encounter, comes true. But causally, even here; every goal is a transition for him. The bow should snap rather than aiming the arrow at a finite target.

That gave me the strength to put one foot in front of another and keep going, ... And that's what we're going to do.

'Tis skill, not strength, that governs a ship.