Quotes About Recognition

I have written eleven books, but each time I think, 'uh oh, they're going to find out now. I've run a game on everybody, and they're going to find me out.

I was liked, and what a difference it made. I was respected not as Mrs. Henderson's grandchild or Bailey's sister but for just being Marguerite Johnson.

Mrs. Cullinan was right about one thing. My name wasn't Mary.

If a little learning is dangerous, a little fame can be devastating.

Do you know how impossible it is to ignore that woman? I'd have to be blind, deaf, and dumb not to notice.

Well, I'll be damned," he said in an awed tone. "Never thought I'd see the day.

Maybe I think you're worth it.

Recognizing your illness is the first step in your recovery

Sometimes what you want is right in front of you. All you have to do is open your eyes and see it.

Me: "Ngh" Cal: "Well put." ...... Every Boy's Got One

I whirled around. "It wasn't just a kiss," I said. I was getting really mad. "Maybe that's how you wanted it to look, like it was just a kiss. But you and I both know what it really was: A media event. And one that you've been planning since you saw me in the Post. Well, thank you, Josh, but I can get my own publicity. I don't need you.

they don't seem to me to be as talented as either Adele, Taylor, or of course my sweet, sad Britney.

OMG! My dad is the King of Genovia" (Page 23)

I know they have palm trees in Southern California. I mean I'm not a complete moron, I've watched 90210, and everything.

I don't get nearly enough credit in life for the things I manage not to say.

Thanks to His Majesty, the magus said, and my father seemed startled at the correction but not displeased. He looked thoroughly satisfied and very much like Ina when she has all her embroidery threads arranged to her satisfaction. He looked so pleased that I checked over my shoulder to see if there might be someone else behind me who had drawn his attention.

Even before I recognized him, I smiled politely. Well trained, I would have smiled so at my executioner.

I do believe that Akretenesh saw no differences between a woman who was a queen and one who was a seamstress, though he would recognize all the differences in the world between a prince and a farmer.

We do better when we are praised and worse when we feel unappreciated for our work.

In other words, when women acquire critical skills and starting weighing their options they soon wise up to the fact that they're not getting enough recompense for their labors. In trade union terms, you'd call it a production slowdown...

There is a loneliness to illness, a child's desire to be pitied and seen. But it is precisely this recognition that is elusive. How can you explain and identify your condition if not one has any grasp of what it is you suffer from and the symptoms wax and wane? How do you describe a disease that's not always there?

Only a few friends realized at the time how much physical suffering I was undergoing. We are bad at recognizing the suffering of others unless we are given clear-cut clues and evidence. And so invisible illnesses often go unacknowledged, while less serious conditions get attention.

Knowledge brings the hope of treatment or cure. And even if there is no cure, a diagnosis is a form of knowing (the word "diagnosis" derives from the Greek gign?skein, "to know") that allows others to recognize our experience and enables us to tell its story

But how did Mr. Squiggly-Tentacle-Dude know my name anyway? "I