Quotes About Recognition

I have the absolute utmost respect for soap opera actors now. They work harder than any actor I know in any other medium. And they don't get very much approbation for it.

But our society does not grant nontraditional forms of intelligence equal recognition, no matter how much it would help us get along or truly enrich our lives.

When I was with my mother, I sometimes thought of myself of a trophy—something to be flaunted before friends. When out of public view, I sat on the shelf ignored and forgotten.

When I was with my mother, I sometimes thought of myself as a trophy-something to be flaunted before friends. When out of public view, I sat on the shelf, ignored and forgotten.

I don't know these stories as well as they know me, I've discovered.

Loneliness is the alchemy that turns an adolescent into an adult. Adolescents are profoundly lonely, but believe that their pangs will be solved by finding a lover, while the adult recognizes loneliness as the defining term of the human condition.

The psychological tragedy is that when one turns to others for constant recognition, validation, and approval, one cannot hold onto one's own experiences as measurements of success emanating from external reality

You won't get extra marks for being teacher's pet. You won't go to the top of the class. There is no class. There is no teacher. Or if there is then you have to understand that he or she doesn't actually like you. You are not being marked out of ten for how neatly you sharpen your pencil and how lovely your handwriting is. You are not going to get a gold star. You are not the fucking flower monitor and no one cares what you do.

When you recognize a quality in a person and you name it, you help that person to bring it about.

There was a very nice boy once who said, "Don't worry, Laura. I know you're really very sweet and gentle underneath." And another with, "You're strong, like an earth mother." And a third, "You're so beautiful when you're angry." My guts on the floor, you're so beautiful when you're angry. I want to be recognized.

OH, SOMEBODY ASIDES ME IS GONNA RUE THIS HERE PARTICULAR DAY.

Um, Sophie? I have a face, you know," he added, and my eyes jerked up from his stomach.

My body recognized its master even if I didn't.

Pídele cuentas a la pura verdad que no se pringa, que no tiene piedad; yo sólo me colgué medallas que no gané.

The only reason why I would like to be accepted? Because if your movies don't do well, after a while you don't get to make any more movies.

I recognized Tiger Lily instantly; I had seen her before. She stood out like a combination of a roving panther and a girl. She stalked instead of walked. Her body still held the invincibility of a child, when at her age it should have been giving way to fragile, flexible curves.

You think you know that someone sees you one way, and barely at all, and then you realize that they see you in another. That was the night I realized (She) had seen- really seen- me all along.

You think you know that someone sees you one way, and barely at all, and then you realize that they see you in another. That was the night I realized Tiger Lily had seen- really seen- me all along.

You think you know that someone sees you one way, and barely at all, and then you realize that they see you in another.

And when she surfaces from her dream, she calls me by my old name, though no one uses it anymore. And she turns to me, her eyelashes fluttering in the glare that surrounds me, and whispers to me in one short syllable. Tink.

All any of us wanted, really, was to know that we counted. That someone else's life would not have been as rich without us here.

You think you've disappeared, and then someone comes along and says, 'I see you. I want you.'" "Yes," I whisper, glad she understands. "It's crack," she says, smiling. "Pure fucking crack.

She had a crooked smile on her face as she turned, but it slid off suddenly when she saw who was standing there. Glokta snorted. 'Don't worry, I get that reaction from everyone. Even myself, every morning, when I look into the mirror.' If I can even manage to stand up in front of the damn thing.

Of all the maladies that attack the human organism, trauma may ultimately be one that is recognized as beneficial. I say this because in the healing of trauma, a transformation takes place— one that can improve the quality of life.