There just happen to be people like that. They’re blessed with this marvelous
talent, but they can’t make the effort to systematize it. They end up
squandering it in little bits and pieces. I’ve seen my share of people like
that. At first you think they’re amazing. Like, they can sight-read some
terrifically difficult piece and do a damn good job playing it all the way
through. You see them do it, and you’re overwhelmed. You think, ‘I could never
do that in a million years.’ But that’s as far as they go. They can’t take it
any further. And why not? Because they won’t put in the effort. Because they
haven’t had the discipline pounded into them.
They’ve been spoiled. They have just enough talent so they’ve been able to play things well without any effort and they’ve had people telling them how great they are from the time they’re little, so hard work looks stupid to them. They’ll take some piece another kid has to work on for three weeks and polish it off in half the time, so the teacher figures they’ve put enough into it and lets them go to the next thing. And they do that in half the time and go on to the next piece. They never find out what it means to be hammered by the teacher; they lose out on a certain element required for character building. It’s a tragedy.
- FS excerpts from Haruki Murakami’s Norwegian Wood
They’ve been spoiled. They have just enough talent so they’ve been able to play things well without any effort and they’ve had people telling them how great they are from the time they’re little, so hard work looks stupid to them. They’ll take some piece another kid has to work on for three weeks and polish it off in half the time, so the teacher figures they’ve put enough into it and lets them go to the next thing. And they do that in half the time and go on to the next piece. They never find out what it means to be hammered by the teacher; they lose out on a certain element required for character building. It’s a tragedy.
- FS excerpts from Haruki Murakami’s Norwegian Wood
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