Quotes About Competition

Rains is now clutching her chest, her face full of panic. What if some worthy prince sees Amber before me and is smitten? What if my future rule comes down to this moment, and I've already blown it? She begins to hyperventilate. I fan her with the wide sleeve of my dress. It's going to be fine.

PINES RULES, ASH DOESN'T—XO, COURT!

There's something called the Crab Effect. If you put a bunch of crabs in a bowl and if, while they're in there crawling all over each other, one of them tries to climb out, the rest of them will try to pull him back down instead of helping to push him out. No wonder they're called crabs.

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I know so many amazing actors who don't get work... and then there are a bunch of real duds that work all the time. The industry is just not fair in that way.

Each spring the robins nesting in our cherry tree attack the side mirror of our car as if it were a rival, pecking furiously at their own reflections while streaking the door with guano. But who among us hasn't been toppled by our vanity or made an enemy of our own image?

Aw, man, I'm too late again. A beautiful woman comes to Shiftertown, and she's mate-claimed before I even get a chance. She's even wearing shit-kickers.

The count said in careful English, "That was perhaps not, as you English say, very sporting." "Games are played to win," Cameron said. "And we're Scottish.

I view game shows as welfare for the hyperactive.

You had a bet. You couldn't lose a bet. If you had a choice between me and winning, you'll choose winning every time. It's still true.

Nick might have enjoyed making out with me. He might even want to be with me. But more than anything, Nick wanted to win. And winning me over wasn't enough.

For winning the competition Chloe and Liz were throwing me a "party" at Chloe's parents' hotel.What this really meant was that Chloe would suck face with Gavin,Liz would suck face with Davis,and I would keep the onion dip company.No one would notice my BOY TOY butt.It was sweet of Chloe and Liz to intend to celebrate my win and show me a good time,even if I knew it wouldn't work out that way.

It's not fair," Davis protested. "After Nick wins, you'll just say conditions were different when Hayden came down, and that's what made her slower.Like,it started snowing." "Or it stopped snowing," Gavin said. "Or the wind was harder," Davis said. "Or the wind was softer ," Gavin said. "Girls will whine about anything.

Let's do it then." I reached forward and poked his bare chest with two fingers like we were actors in a gangster movie. "You and me,on the slopes, head-to-head,the slalom and the half-pipe.I will kick." Poke. "Your." Poke. "Ass.

Of course you'll win!" Chloe exclaimed. "You'll probably beat nick in that race thing-" "Boardercross," I corrected her.Chloe owned a snowboard,and thats about as far as her knowledge of the sport went. "-And you'll blow him away in the trick part." "Half pipe.And then there's the jump.

he'd won by playing dirty—worse than losing.

The fish are gaudy, easy targets, nibbling at coral. Lou has speared seven by the time he realizes Rolph hasn't killed a single one.

The question is what will Mitt Romney do as president if his policy is simply to be hands off and let the government be made so small it can be drowned in a bathtub. In the 21st century global economy, no state alone has the ability to compete against China.

You look like you got more of a bath than the car. I never thought washing a car would be so hard, but after watching you for the last fifteen minutes, I'm convinced it should be an Olympic sport.

Papa, look," I said, waving the prize handkerchief in the air. "I won! I won first prize!" "Hmmph," he said, sounding unimpressed. "I'll be sure to have you stitch some flowers on the forehead of my next patient.

Everything's a game. Avery Grambs. The only thing we get to decide in life is if we play to win.

I'm a hypercompetitive, bisexual perfectionist who likes to win and looks like this. I'm no stranger to being hated

You're going down, Bronwyn. Them's fighting words.

So their cheerleaders are ugly, their football players are wimps, and they're our archrivals because why?