Quotes About Recognition

to the late Mrs. Tsukamoto I offer my kansha—my gratitude and appreciation—for her work.

Yet sometimes it seems the world is more moved by the death of one white priest than by the passing of hundreds, thousands, of Hawaiians. Everyone knows Damien's name now, but will anyone remember these girls, other than you and me?

No one can dispute that. He was a good man, a kind man. "But you know, so was my husband Keo. So were hundreds of other men who lived and died here. Yet sometimes it seems the world is more moved by the death of one white priest than by the passing of hundreds, thousands, of Hawaiians. Everyone knows Damien's name now, but will anyone remember these girls, other than you and me?

Those who recognize their innocence do not expect, receive, or accept punishment from any outside source.

Opportunities show up in direct proportion to your willingness to recognize them.

You are good not for what you do, but for who you are. When you recognize your deep inherent value, you make wise decisions that lead to greater good for you and everyone involved. Lao Tse would say, "Trust what you are, and all that you do will bless the world.

Any problem you recognize represents but a tiny blip on the radar screen of your well-being. Even while you are experiencing a difficulty, homeostasis is working on your behalf to return you to perfect balance. Your role is simply to relax and allow nature to take its healing course.

Real humility is not about denying the gifts you are offered; it is accepting them.

Your thoughts do not create reality. They either recognize reality or they do not.

Captain Phasma. Remember me?" He moved his weapon slightly. "Here's my blaster, ya still wanna inspect it?" Phasma held on to her dignity. "Yes, I remember you. FN-2187." Finn shook his head curtly. "Not anymore. My name is Finn. A real name for a real person. And I'm in charge now.

It is you," Ren murmured.

It is I, See-Threepio! You probably don't recognize me because of the red arm.

It's always his big day these days. He hardly has a small one.

We often do not see what we do not expect to see.

It was Kovacs who said Mother then, muffled under latex. It was Kovacs who closed his eyes. It was Rorschach who opened them again.

Without my face, nobody knows. Nobody knows who I am.

Maybe the world has run out of room for monsters... or maybe... they're just getting harder to recognize.

The time will come when, with elation, you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror, and each will smile at the other's welcome.

In order to keep a true perspective of one's importance, everyone should have a dog that will worship him and a cat that will ignore him.

Few kids seek to learn a skill specifically designed to impress people unless they feel less than impressive themselves.

A final piece of advice: recognise and beware the toxic blend of low self-esteem and grandiose self-regard known only to the truly damned.

Success for the black person requires effective functioning achieved with the knowledge that his or her work will not be recognized or rewarded to the same degree as a white person doing the same thing.

Everybody at some level believes in it. It's a deeply seductive image. The image that we all want, as oppressed people, is an image of our masters finally loving us and recognizing our humanity. It is this image that keeps prostitutes with their pimps, the colonized with their colonizers and battered women with their batterers. Everybody dreams of one day being safe.

Nearly all of your threatening haters will be forced to bow their heads before you; the day you have achieved your greatest accomplishment. -MillYentei