Quotes About Recognition

My birth was just an incident but my death will not go unnoticed

D]emanding wages for housework (…) forced recognition of the fact that the domestic work which women do has economic value. But many feminists feel that this demand leaves untouched the sexual division of labour - indeed, measures like paid maternity leave (…) can be seen as a form of'wages for motherhood' but(…) it fixes women more rigidly into work defined as 'women's work'.

Staring up at me, hearing my tired voice, he reached out his tiny hand. He knew me, even though he had never seen me before. And I knew him. He was the love I'd been trying to express my whole life.

Once anointed a hero by your fellow man, you lose the right to privacy. You become an object, stripped of some unquantifiable humanity, as if you have won a cosmic lottery and woke one day to find yourself a minor deity. The Patron Saint of Good Luck. It stops mattering what you wanted for yourself. All that matters is the role you played in the lives of others. You are a rare butterfly held roughly at a right angle to the sun.

Résumés should have an acknowledgments page, where job applicants thank everyone in their lives who helped them.

He says, "But, hey, wouldn't it be weird-if Bennu wakes up from the operation, and he's all tall and stuff, and then he doesn't recognize himself in the mirror?

That's what it says in my IEP, which is more letters. More initials that define who I am.

The wounded recognized the wounded.

I genuinely don't feel that anything that's been written or said about me has overshadowed my music, and that's the most important thing as far as I'm concerned.

I didn't think it was fair to my music to label me as the daughter of somebody - I didn't think it described me very well and I didn't think it had anything to do with my music.

Modern Orthodoxy has a highly positive attitude toward the State of Israel. Our Ultra-Orthodox brethren recognize only the Holy Land, but not the state.

Obsesia premiilor semnific? o frustrare deloc stimulativ?. Crea?ia în art? fiind a solitudinii ?i originalit??ii, nu a onorurilor ?i reclamei...

Name yourself in your heart and know who you are.

Honest critics are continually finding blind spots in their taste: they discover the possibility of recognizing a valid form of poetic experience without being able to realize it for themselves.

But, it's because we have a harder way to succeed in life as Serbs because of the past that we had and because of the history that we had. We have to dig deeper and we have to do much more in order to be seen and to be spotted.

Even though now I'm pretty popular in my country and tennis is the No. 1 sport, and I'm very flattered that the people recognise me and come up and give me compliments, I'm more a person who likes to have privacy and peace.

Der mystische Ausdruck ist ein Gedankenreiz mehr. Alle Wahrheit ist uralt. Der Reiz der Neuheit liegt nur in den Variationen des Ausdrucks. Je kontrastierender die Erscheinung, desto größer die Freude Des Wiedererkennens.

?simler, birbirinden farkl? yarat?klar? ay?rt etmek içindir; bizleri de?il.

Onu görüyorlard?. Hiçbir ?ey yapmadan, aptalca bir düzen içinde ya?arken kimse görmüyordu. Sonra, al???lm???n d???ndaen küçük bir davran??? görüyorlard?. Nas?l görüyorlard? acaba? Sizi gördük diyorlard?.

Nereden ba?layaca??m? bilmiyorum: tereddüt-ler içindeyim. Kimse de yard?m etmiyor. Asistan ba??ma di-kildi. Benden iki sat?r fazla bilmenin gururu içinde. OysaGauss'un yan?nda benim gibi o da bir hiç. Fark?nda de?il.

Vazgeçiyorum, bütün insanl???n önünde e?ilerek özür diliyorum; beni yanl??l?kla ç?kard?lar sahneye.

You are a good man," she had observed contentedly. "And it has been too long since I had this." He was surprised

It's wrong to assume that I must be a sex you're familiar with," it said, "but as it happens, I'm male.

Reading these tales is like looking at a photograph of a child whom you only knew as an adult. In her eyes you can see the woman that you came to know much later—a face, not yet fully formed, that contains the promise of something that is now a part of you: the welcomed surprise of recognition in innocent eyes.