Quotes About Recognition

No Executive can value the worth of others unless he first learns to value himself

The only yardstick for success our society has is being a champion. No one remembers anything else.

respect is constantly earned, and shouldn't be assumed because of your position.

People just sticking names on places, so that no one could see those places properly any more. Every time they looked at them or thought about them the the first thing they saw was a huge big sign saying 'Housing Commission' or 'private school' or 'church' or 'mosque' or 'synagogue'. They stopped looking once they saw those signs.

There is a common language, a mode of consciousness, almost a secret sign which can be read and recognized by all who are similarly engaged. Such realizations help fend off the feeling of isolation which can dog the steps of those who seek the Grail.

It's so interesting how success hits people and how they react to it.

I'm willing to make compromises based on someone I think is the one, but I think it's psychologically important to people when they're famous to be the only famous person they know.

By the time I recognize this moment, this moment will be gone. . . But I will bend the light, pretend that it somehow lingered on

If economists could manage to get themselves thought of as humble, competent people, on a level with dentists, that would be splendid!

You don't get to choose the value of what you do in others' eyes, so you have to take stock in knowing that doing the right thing is enough, no matter who notices.

as soon as it works, no one calls it AI anymore.

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Champions have personal aspirations," I said. "To realize those aspirations, they need to differentiate themselves within the organization. One way to do that is to solve notable business problems. It's a way for them to obtain a personal win by being recognized for their efforts and showing their added value to the company.

You always know when Danny (D'Angelo) is coming. You hear him first (because of the Tic Tacs in his pocket) and then you smell him (because he uses way too much cologne!)

Dread clenched my stomach. I liked that I had won a contest and that they had thought I was a boy, and I was glad about the fifty dollars. But I didn't want my story to be published, or to read from it. I didn't want anyone to think I thought it was good.

To deal with the true causes of war one must begin by recognizing as of prime relevancy to the solution of the problem the familiar fact that civilization is a partial, incomplete, and, to a great extent, superficial modification of barbarism.

You are not American citizens or members of the white man's world. The only American citizens are the white people who are originally from Europe. So why fight a losing battle by trying to be recognized as something you are not and never will be. I am not trying to disillusion you but merely telling you the truth.

You and I may go to Harvard, we may go to York of England, or go to Al Ahzar in Cairo and get degrees from all of these great seats of learning. But we will never be recognized until we recognize our women.

The moment their eyes meet, the moment their hands touch. That certainty. That recognition. You. You are the one. This is what it feels like. Nothing, as it turns out, can take the place of love.

Vivi might have remarked once or twice that he could use "more cowbell," but she has come to realize that Rip's strengths are underappreciated.

value yourself the way I value you.

Power must be used, but it must be tempered by soul-searching and the recognition of our human capacity for error. That is the maxim that should inform our approach to every challenge, from reforming state government to engaging in foreign affairs.

simply because God (Source) has no complementary half with which he could be compared. There is absolutely no possibility of comparing him, and so there is no possibility of recognizing him.—You can only BE God! You can only BE Source.

She knew, as all other people know, what lay within herself, how different she was from every one else who had ever lived, how interesting she was, both in her qualities and her experiences, a thing true of every one; and yet how impossible it is to make others see it!