Quotes About Recognition

Successes are secret and thankless, failures are splashy and gain you only blame.

from the outside most people can't tell the rapid exploitation of a belatedly recognized opportunity from deep-laid planning.

Daum nodded slowly, "I see. And by what rank should I address you?" Miles nearly appointed himself admiral on the spot. Captain? Yeoman? he wondered wildly. "Let's just leave it at Mr. Naismith, for now," he suggested coolly.

It made her furious. All Kareen's courage of endurance had given her nothing. Lady Vorpatril's brave and bloody birth-giving was taken for granted, but whack off some idiot's head and you were really somebody, by God--!

There is no more hollow feeling than to stand with your honor shattered at your feet while soaring public reputation wraps you in rewards. That's soul-destroying.

Your birthday was the seventeenth of last month, in point of fact." "I missed it anyway, then." He closed the bag and stuffed the uniform far back in his closet. "Not important." "It's important that someone celebrate our existence," she objected amiably.

Lord Auditor Vorthys, a word before you depart. Madame Vorsoisson"—he took Ekaterin's hand again—"we'll talk more when I am less pressed for time. Security concerns have deferred public recognition, but I hope you realize you've earned a personal account of honor with the Imperium of great depth, which you may draw upon at need and at will." Ekaterin blinked, startled almost to protest.

Oh look! I'm one of those!

You know how to be a good boy? Anna widened her eyes in surprise. Why, Archer, I'm certain I never recognized that quality in you.

The Grand Ole Opry asked me to be a member on September 25, 1962. I was thirty years old. I can't tell you how proud that made me. It was one of the best moments of my life.

you know what I see when I look at you

I know he's rich. He knows he's rich, too.

The things he taught me were great things: that all racism was rotten, white or black, that everything is political; that people tend to be indescribably beautiful and uproariously funny. He also taught me that they have enemies who are grotesque and that freedom lies in the recognition of all of that and other things.

TSHEMBE Perhaps my obsessions have made me myopic! In this light, for instance, I really cannot tell you from Major Rice! (Peering close into the other's face, he grins) You all really do look alike, you know Ã¢â'¬Â¦

Good works will be recognized ultimately, but if you work for the recognizion alone, you may be in for a long wait.

to believe there's so many dogs that all look the same.' Nancy smiled to herself. Red Dog was everybody's dog now

Nobody lives long low-rating an enemy. You've got to give the other fellow credit for having as much savvy as you have, and maybe a little more.

We who walk the woodland paths know that although all men look, not many see.

He sat at his desk – last seat, last row – and looked at the chart on the wall next to him. Of course there was no gold star next to his name. He had already done three things wrong: First, he had knocked over a girl and made her cry. Second, he was late getting back to class. And third and worst of all, his name was Bradley Chalkers. As long as his name was Bradley Chalker's, he'd never get a gold star. They don't give gold stars to monsters.

I prefer to use the names their parents gave them -- the names that society will recognize them by when they return to become useful and hardworking members of society.

Now come to the front of the line where you belong.

Who's Mary Bopkins? asked Mrs. Jewls. Was she famous? Why? asked Miss Zarves. Does your class only study famous people? Do you think famous people are more important than people who aren't famous?

That's the Little Dipper. Hey, Armpit, what sign are you?" "This is my sign," Armpit said, and gave him the finger.

You're an idiot, Goon, you know that?" Paul Wattenburg said to him one morning. "No, as a matter of fact I didn't," Goon said, then laughed. He called himself Goon too. On the first day of school, his math teacher, Miss Langley, asked him his name and he said, "Goon." "I beg your pardon," said Miss Langley. "See, my name's Gary Boone," Gary