Quotes About Recognition

I know what you are, said his look. What were we, that they could know us so quickly and so well?

I am James Burlough, the Earl of Deerhurst.' The earl's pleasant smile capsized into not-quite-polite puzzlement. 'And who might you be, sir?

I was steeped in denial, but my body knew.

All you have to do is recognize them as teachers and be ready to hear their truths.

Gr-EEN! YEL-low! OR-ange!" Griffin cries in quick succession. He's just naming random colors—all except the right one. Except, of course, his words aren't really chosen at random. "You notice he always says the name of a color," Arlene points out. "He understands the category.

Just about every animal," Scott says—not just mammals and birds—" can learn, recognize individuals, and respond to empathy." Once you find the right way to work with an animal, be it an octopus or an anaconda, together, you can accomplish what even Saint Francis might have considered a miracle.

That's what scares me, Gideon. You don't know what you're worth." "Actually, I do. Twelve bill—" "Shut up.

The only way for a women to get my attention is to be you

Men glanced his way and altered course some, instinctively recognizing and alpha male at rest.

Finally, you come to your senses. Gerard to Isabel - The Stranger I Married

Instead, Hester had been presented at court

But thank you." "All right. Let me know

Sometimes people give what they can, and it's important to acknowledge that, even if it's not what you need.

It was the great Hungarian-born polymath John von Neumann who first recognized that social behavior could be analyzed as games.

But everybody has exactly the same smiling frightened face, with the look that says: I'm important. If you only get to know me, you will see how important I am. Look into my eyes. Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.

The one thing I was good at was winning scholarships and prizes, and that era was coming to an end.

Sometimes I feel so stupid and dull and uncreative that I am amazed when people tell me differently.

I don't really know,' I heard myself say. I felt a deep shock, hearing myself say that, because the minute I said it, I knew it was true. It sounded true, and I recognized it, the way you recognize some nondescript person that's been hanging around your door for ages and then suddenly comes up and introduces himself as your real father and looks exactly like you, so you know he really is your father, and the person you thought all your life was your father is a sham.

I felt it was very important not to be recognized.

But not so odd a name, after all, if you've ever read through the phone directory, with its Hyman Diddlebockers and Sasparilla Greenleafs. I read through the phone book once, never mind when, and it satisfied a deep need in me to realize how many people aren't called Smith.

In Chicago, people would take me for what I was.

As I stared down at Constantin the way you stare down at a bright, unattainable pebble at the bottom of a deep well, his eyelids lifted and he looked through me, and his eyes were full of love. I watched dumbly as a shutter of recognition clicked across the blur of tenderness and the wide pupils went glossy and depthless as patent leather.

a scream was torn from my throat, for I didn't recognise it but heard it soar and quaver in the air like a violently disembodied spirit

We don't actually fear death, we fear that no one will notice our absence, that we will disappear without a trace.