Quotes About Recognition

I had seen it with my own eyes, this obsession. I had seen it in a matter of moments in a riverfront tavern, but I had known it for what it was.

How could you think I wouldn't know you? he chided softly. I know the way you move, the way you bite your lip when you're nervous, the sound of your laughter, your eyes. I know your hands and your skin, your scent, the way you try to pretend that something doesn't bother you when you're very bothered indeed.

It seemed they viewed her differently now. She had status. She mattered. All at once they were interested in what she had to say. She hadn't fully understood that before this, she hadn't mattered, and she felt indignant but also, against all logic, gratified. And also fraudulent. It was confusing.

that was what happened when you were thinking of someone: every random stranger seemed to be that someone at first glance.

I'm Carl Dexter," he said.

a car that wasn't familiar to her.

It was less like seeing than like being for the first time seen, knocked breathless by a powerful glance.

Love so sprang at her, she honestly thought no one had ever looked into it. Where was it in literature? Someone would have written something. She must not have recognized it. Time to read everything again.

I look at the mountain, which is still doing its tricks, as you look at a still-beautiful face belonging to a person who was once your lover in another country years ago: with fond nostalgia, and recognition, but no real feeling save a secret astonishment that you are now strangers. Thanks. For the memories.

Nobody whispers it in your ear. It is like something you memorized once and forgot. Now it comes back and rips away your breath. You find and finger a phrase at a time; you lay it down cautiously, as if with tongs, and wait suspended until the next one finds you: Ah yes, then this; and yes, praise be, then this.

It's just . . . it feels like someone's going to ask me for ID. Like, writer ID." The

Yeah, you should have seen your face. Actually, I should have seen your face. Stupid sneak suits.

When the people of the world all know beauty as beauty, There arises the recognition of ugliness. When they all know the good as good, There arises the recognition of evil.

And barking famous, these friends are

The last thing I need is to hear one more person saying, 'Isn't Stevie Nicks cute.' I'm not responsible for the way I look, but I am responsible for what I do creatively. Nothing would make me happier than recognition as a songwriter.

Stevie can't, I imagine. Stevie wouldn't really want to. She would always dress up as flamboyantly as possible when she went out, so she'd be noticed. She's a different kind of person than I am. People are appreciating me for the reasons I want to be appreciated for, and not for my chiffon gown. [Laughs]

It is very difficult to be a hero without an audience, although, in a sense, we are each the hero of a peculiar, half-ruined film called our life.

Things that give you heart are rare enough, better note them in your head when you find them and not forget.

happiness creeps up on you, does it not? You never see it arrive, but one day you hesitate and you are aware that there is something... additional

He thought of the sands at Deauville and he felt weary, as though he had heard the first call of middle-age, inviting him to subside into comfortable self-mockery, recognise the embrace of defeat and to indulge his own – after all, only human – failings.

In the United States we valorize our vets with words and posters and signs, but we don't give them what's really important to Americans, what really sets you apart as someone who is valuable to society—we don't give them jobs. All the praise in the world doesn't mean anything if you're not recognized by society as someone who can contribute valuable labor." Anthropologists

It's okay. Let your ego push you to be the initiator. But tell your ego that the best way to get something shipped is to let other people take the credit. The real win for you (and your ego) is seeing something get shipped, not in getting the credit when it does.

If you're brilliant and undiscovered and underappreciated (in whatever field you choose), then you're being too generous about your definition of brilliant.

There are "only two choices" in life: being criticized or "being ignored".