Quotes About Recognition

Just one look and then I knew that all I longed for long ago was you

Oh, Arthur, no one even sees you when you get old except for people who knew you when you were young.

Well, you just don't seem very...proud of me. He started to say that he was, but she interrupted him, saying, Don't. It's like my saying you never say you love me, and your saying it then. It doesn't matter, then. It doesn't count.

It seems like you always are the way you are right now, unless you are a movie star, when people always see you the way you were best.

People like to be addressed specificlly, it makes them important.

figure out if he knew her from somewhere. But he didn't, she was sure, unless it was just in passing at the mall. She would have remembered a man like him. For a long, long time. And then she would have dreamed about him. A lot. Probably without clothes. On either of them.

You're not a frog; you're a toad

Never forget that once upon a time, in an unguarded moment, you recognized yourself as a friend.

It ain't what they call you; it's what you answer to.

Gratitude, always. Always, gratitude.

My life had gone to bits and I was so unrecognizable to myself that I probably couldn't have picked me out of a police lineup.

remember what W. C. Fields had to say on this point: "It ain't what they call you; it's what you answer to.

Your ego is a wonderful servant, but it's a terrible master—because the only thing your ego ever wants is reward, reward, and more reward. And

I thought my aunt was terrific. She had paid attention to me as a person, not a child, and that means everything to an eleven-year-old child who does not want to be seen as a child.

We humans come into this world - as Aristophanes so beautifully explained - feeling as though we have been sawed in half, desperate to find somebody who will recognize us and repair us. (Or re-pair us.)

But thinking about it today, I have to say that it enrages me. Arthur Watson had completely gotten away with his misdeeds and lies. Celia had been banished by Peg, and I had been banished by Edna—but Arthur had been allowed to carry on with his lovely life and his lovely wife, as though nothing had ever happened. The dirty little whores had been disposed of; the man was allowed to remain. Of course, I didn't recognize the hypocrisy back then. But Lord, I recognize it now.

You're as good as any other living soul on this earth. Whether other people know that or not doesn't really matter as long as you do.

She glanced again at Caliban as she said, "You and Daffodil were very brave." "And the best part, Mama," Indio said, tugging her hand to get her attention, "the best part is Caliban spoke. Did you hear him? He shouted my name!" "What?" Lily stared at Indio's filthy little face and then back up at Caliban. She absently noted that he had a bleeding scratch on his cheek. That shout right before the accident—had that been him?

You tend a wound nearly as well as you dance. Her blue-gray gaze flicked up to his, wide with surprise. I wasn't sure if you recognized me from the ball. This was intimate, her face so close to his. He naked and she with the upper slopes of her breasts uncovered. He felt hazy with desperate temptation. He could smell her, above the scent of his own blood- a faint flower scent. Not cedarwood, thank God. You're hard to forget, he murmured.

I didn't know what it was I was feeling. Then I realized it was seeing someone and knowing immediately that you love him.

If you cannot read it, how could you catalog it?

Everything has happened before - not once, but over and over again. We may not be able to solve our problems through what are pompously called the lessons of history, but at least we should be able to recognize the issues and perhaps avoid some of the solutions that have failed in the past. And we can take heart in our own dilemma by realizing that other people in other times have survived worse.

I've been looking for a feeling like that everywhere I go. I've been waiting for someone to see all the good in me at every truck stop and intersection along the way. I've been waiting all my life for the moment to arrive when I can just stop. Stop looking

When she thinks a book is very good, what she says to herself is: yes, that's how things are. I hadn't thought of it before, but that's how things are.