Quotes About Share

Well, I've always been a character actor, you know, and you always get your share of character actors who are bad guys. So it never surprises me. And if it's good writing, you can find your way into the part well enough.

I don't want to preach to people.

I don't want to preach to anyone, because I'm not.

Every time I would give a talk, someone would say, 'You ought to go into politics.' I prefer to call it government leadership. My life has taken me to places where I have experiences that I think I can share. A lot of times, we see people who are career politicians. I'm not the conventional candidate, nor do I want to be.

When you start losing market share, it's really tough to gain it back; you need the product portfolio and presence in many markets.

Cisco presents our biggest challenge in the firewall market for the fact that they have such a large percentage of market share. Displacement of an entrenched incumbent is always a challenge.

I can't pretend I'm some robot that's always neutral. I need to share my opinion - and sometimes aggressively so.

Our students depend heavily on the Internet to access academic material, Vermonters use the Internet to acquire information and receive critical services through our agencies and departments, and the Internet is relied upon to share information, sell products and offer services.

Every story has a place where it deserves to be told.

The experience you're going to take the audience on is as important as the story you're trying to tell. And that experience needs to excite me so much that I am desperate to share it.

Fundamentally, I've always been a fan of actually looking at our whole state tax system and really figuring out how we reform our tax system so that everyone's paying their fair share but we don't have a lot of nickel and diming with 100 taxes that end up hitting people that maybe can't bear it the most.

It's no mere coincidence that over the last century the top earners' share of the nation's total income peaked twice, in 1928 and 2007—the two years just preceding the biggest downturns.

It's no mere coincidence that over the last century the top earners' share of the nation's total income peaked in 1928 and 2007—the two years just preceding the biggest downturns.

For three decades almost all the gains from economic growth have gone to the top. In the 1960s and 1970s, the wealthiest 1 percent of Americans got 9–10 percent of our total income. By 2007, just before the Great Recession, that share had more than doubled, to 23.5 percent. Over the same period the wealthiest one-tenth of 1 percent tripled its share. We haven't experienced this degree of concentrated wealth since the Gilded Age of the late nineteenth century.

There are sophisticated investors who will straddle a short by buying a call option for $51. If the trend did turn up and the stock price went to $60, the investor would pay $51 per share instead of $60 a share, again minimizing their exposure.

She loved that quaint, little old room intensely; it was almost like a living thing to her - a sharer in gladness - a comforter in sorrow.

God in Heaven listen to me, Listen to my whisper'd prayer Make me worthy, though so lowly, All his love and life to share.

A Presbyterian minister recently said to me that science and religion share a sense of wonder. I agree.

Now I knew that an emotional affair was even more dangerous. It created a need to share every thought and feeling with another person. It seduced you into being entirely vulnerable while still feeling entirely safe.

Trouble is part of your life, and if you don't share it, you don't give the person who loves you enough chance to love you enough.

Trouble is part of your life, and if you don't share it, you don't give the person who loves you a chance to love you enough.

Live and learn and pass it on.

You keep your summer house and your summer boys all to yourself and you don't want to share anything with me. We finally get to spend a whole summer together and you don't even care! All you care about is being in Cousins, with them.

In Minneapolis there had been only silence and the inevitable clumsy petitions of potato-fingered men looking for someone, anyone, to share the agony of their days. That