Quotes About Competition

The triumph of machine over people.

Washington is no place for a good actor. The competition from bad actors is too great.

Fran grounded out to the pitcher. Max popped a weak single to right field. Brendan struck out swinging. But the Tigers hopes for a winning season were down to the last out.

The truth is that our competition is anyone our customers compare us to.

Tactics, fitness, stroke ability, adaptability, experience, and sportsmanship are all necessary for winning.

Orderly markets, like horse races, exist on differences of opinion.

They play with unflinching seriousness, as if life depended upon the flick of a piece or the snap of a clock - and it does. Some of these men have lost jobs and wives playing night after night, usually against the same opponent. . . . Night after night, the same men sit across from one another in the same chairs. They seem to have no sense of the passing of time.

More than ever, the "free market" turns neighbors into rivals and neighborhoods into covert battlegrounds.

Those who do not do politics will be done in by politics.

ìYou may have enemies whom you hate, but not enemies whom you despise. You must be proud of your enemy: then the success of your enemy shall be your success too.

tactical advantages of low margins and low prices, in order to win points of market share

It's a tale that describes a period in business history when the old laws no longer seemed to apply to the world's most dominant companies.

Companies that make things and companies that sell them have waged versions of this battle for centuries.

from miserable, starving children' to 'picking winners',

You can't compare were you don't compete.

What about all the Yahtzee we played?" "If Bubda play alone, Bubda always win." Warren turned to Kendra and Elise. "I got seven Yahtzees once in a single game. Seven!" "He cheat," Bubda mumbled. "For the millionth time, how was I supposed to cheat? You were right there! You watched me roll the dice!" "You cheat," Bubda said. "Too much

Trask cleared his throat noisily. "Enough with the blix-unicorn rivalry.

That pressure you feel is called a conscience," Conor said, holding Rollan in a steady gaze. "I wouldn't know about consciences. My mother didn't teach me much before she abandoned me." "My father rented me as a servant to pay his debts," Conor returned. Rollan couldn't believe this was becoming a competition. "Look, my terrible childhood is all I've got! Don't you dare try to top it.

Everything is a contest. All dealings among men are a contest in which some will succeed and others fail. And some are failing quite spectacularly.

No matter how good you were, someone was better. Live by that knowledge, and you would never grow so confident that you became sloppy.

A boring truth will always have difficulty competing with an exciting lie.

I will sing to you. As your ship burns and your soul flees, I will sing. To the contest we had.

You realize he's claiming to have been in the Olympics, she sent. But a leprechaun stole his medal.

Wouldn't tennis be way more interesting with explosive balls?