Quotes About Recognition

Everyone is invisible to someone.

Im bli?sza osoba, tym trudniej o czysty odbiór - wypatrujemy tego, co nam znane, nie dowierzamy temu, co obce i zamiast si? otworzy?, szukamy potwierdze?.

Yet it wasn't until she was dead—until the New York Times saw fit to give her an obituary—that Rick realized just how far her story had traveled, how powerful the simple act of storytelling could be. Maybe it didn't matter if he never wrote his book about O-Six; maybe, in a way, he already had.

In politics people build whole reputations off of getting one thing right.

People still don't appreciate how ephemeral success is.

I've become invested with this symbolic power. It really does transcend what I'm actually doing and what I actually deserve.

Nurses are an integral component of the health care system, and it is important that we recognize the over 2.7 million registered nurses for the significant work that they do.

For the last 3 years, we have celebrated National Nurses Week. Beginning on May 6, we will once again have the opportunity to truly commend the nursing community for their contributions to our national health delivery system.

To attain "success" without attaining positive self-esteem is to be condemned to feeling like an imposter anxiously awaiting exposure.

It is a good lesson - though it may often be a hard one - for a man... to step aside out of the narrow circle in which his claims are recognized, and to find how utterly devoid of significance, beyond that circle, is all that he achieves, and all he aims at.

I wanted people to notice me...but at the same time, I wanted to be left alone.

My work is not worthy of respect. Why then do you join in it with me?

The acceptance of the reality that we are in the Lord's loving hands is only a recognition that we have never really been anywhere else.

In some precious and personal moments there are brief, sudden surges of recognition of an immortal insight, a doctrinal deja vu. These flashes from the mirror of memory can remind us and inspire us, especially in the midst of life's taxing telestial traffic jams, which can otherwise cause us to grow weary and faint in our minds.

In any case, if recognition arising from proximate circumstances based upon fleeting criteria constitutes the sole measure of our personal significance, recognition will be both mercurial and insufficient.

When we "pass by" others and "notice them not," a degree of deprivation occurs. (Mormon 8:39.)

we have a very strange relationship with success in this country. Everyone wants it, but a vocal minority insists on denigrating those who have achieved it.

I guess we all like to be recognized not for one piece of fireworks, but for the ledger of our daily work.

Curious that we spend more time congratulating people who have succeeded than encouraging people who have not.

Great, big, serious novels always get awards. If it's a battle between a great, big, serious novel and a funny novel, the funny novel is doomed.

Because he did not have time to read every new book in his field, the great Polish anthropologist Bronislaw Malinowski used a simple and efficient method of deciding which ones were worth his attention: Upon receiving a new book, he immediately checked the index to see if his name was cited, and how often. The more "Malinowski" the more compelling the book. No "Malinowski," and he doubted the subject of the book was anthropology at all.

Cao reveled in the acclaim and the prospect of a general's stars. "I kill fifty Viet Cong today," he would announce to reporters coming to the command post. He began to learn the public relations game perhaps too well.

In life, people tend to wait for good things to come to them. And by waiting, they miss out. Usually, what you wish for doesn't fall in your lap; it falls somewhere nearby, and you have to recognize it, stand up, and put in the time and work it takes to get to it. This isn't because the universe is cruel. It's because the universe is smart. It has its own cat-string theory and knows we don't appreciate things that fall into our laps.

She had believed that she'd been born with a soul whose thoughts were in no particular dialect, and she'd imagined that, when she married, her husband would be able to recognize this deep part of herself.