Quotes About Recognition

That's how you recognize love: you've never met it before.

Only a pure heart can recognize a beautiful and a happy soul.

Such beautiful scarlet hair....Why don't we call you 'Erza Scarlet'? It's the color of your hair, that way, I won't forget it!" -Jellal Fernandes

I remembered... It was the colour of your hair. Farewell...Erza. ~I'm Jellal Fernandez. What about you, Erza?(I'm Erza. Just Erza.) Well, that's kind of sad. Ohh!(Hey...What are you doing?!)It's such a pretty scarlet colour...I know! We'll give you the last name of Scarlet!(Erza...Scarlet) It's the colour of you hair! Nobody will ever forget that!~(Jellal...)

Suzuki was standing with his back to me, between the tent and a fireplace they had rigged up by the riverbank. Slowly he turned around, and when he saw me, he came toward me with arms outstretched. "It's Onoda!" he shouted. "Major Taniguchi, it's Onoda!

Is it really you, Onoda? I'll be with you in a minute." I could tell from the voice that it was Major Taniguchi.

And when I saw this small, dignified man emerge from the plane, bow, and then stand rigidly at attention for his ovation, I suddenly realized that he was something I had not seen—a man who was still living in 1944! Or at least only a few days out of it. A man who for the past thirty years must have been carrying around in his head the forgotten wartime propaganda of those times.

Naoma, and to the rest of the world she was Um

Men den, som skall bli diktare, är ingenting alls annat än ett åtlöje för Gud och människor, förrän han redan blivit erkänd och berömd. Därför måste han under alla de långa läroåren hänga en falsk skylt över sin dörr och låtsas sysselsätta sig med något som människorna anser aktningsvärt.

Jude, you can't really think I don't know it's you. I knew you from the moment you walked into the brugh.

I start to speak, but he stops me with a gesture. "And you." He looks at me, his lips curving in something that's not quite a smile; it's more and less than that. "I knew little else, but I always knew you." And when he kisses me, I feel as though I can finally breathe again.

He stares at me as though I am a stranger, but I have never felt less like one. For the first time, we are both unmasked.

Get down here before you're recognized." "Playing hide-and-seek under the table? Crouching in the dirt? Typical of your kind, but far beneath my dignity." He laughs unsteadily, like he expects I am going to laugh, too. I don't. I ball up my fist and punch him in the stomach, right where I know it will hurt. He staggers to his knees. The goblet drops to the dirt, making a hollow clanking sound. "Ow!" he shouts, and lets me tug him under the table.

Nobody ever really sees me the way I am, underneath everything. But she did. She does.

Jude, you can't really think I don't know it's you.

What is a king without a crown? That's a riddle, but one to which we all know the answer: no king at all.

Jude, you cant really think I dont know its you. I knew it was you from the moment you stepped into the brugh. Page 69

No amount of takeout Chinese food or politeness ought to make me forget exactly who and what I am dealing with.

because no matter how I denied it, some part of me knew what would choose." -Jude Duarte

They see themselves in you and are blinded.

Try to think of it as the end scene in Star Wars where everyone cheers and Princess Leia puts medals on Han and Luke." Call

You'll know you're really one of us when you get your name

I think he thinks about girlfriend like some kind of honorary title, like the way that every president is still 'President So and So,' no matter who's currently in office.

I remember you,' says the door. 'My prince's lady.' 'You're mistaken,' I say. 'Seldom.' The door swings open with a slight creak that indicates disuse. 'Hail and welcome.