Quotes About Prestige

When Terry Funk, Harley Race had world titles, it meant more.

There is no stronger craving in the world than that of the rich for titles, except that of the titled for riches.

The glittering baits of titles and honours are only for children and fools.

Bayern are like Real Madrid - a club at the highest level. They always want to win titles and are used to always having to win. Without question, Bayern is a top club.

I want to aspire to titles. Liverpool will always be a big club, but we are not at the level of Manchester United, Manchester City, Chelsea, or Arsenal.

All the Chinese have to do is fly around the Moon and back, and they'll appear to have won the return to the Moon with humans. They could put one person on the surface of the Moon for one day and he'd be a national hero.

Smash together the Grammys, Oscars, Emmys, and Tonys, and you get the Green Room at the Kennedy Center Honors.

In Tokyo, we have more three-star Michelin restaurants than Paris.

W]hen you find yourself face to face with one [Bondsmage], you bow and scrape and mind your 'sirs' and 'madams.'" ... 'Nice bird, asshole,' said Locke.

ESPARA, FORMERLY a seat of prestige only one step below Therim Pel itself, had descended from its imperial years the way some men and women descend into middle-aged lethargy, discarding the vigor and ambition of youth like a suit of clothes that can no longer be wriggled into.

Let's be honest: the trappings of investment banking are quite tempting. I do miss it sometimes. And to be honest, there was a time I'd read the 'WSJ' in the morning, and for years I have done that.

There are so many demands on your time, on your resources, and on the prestige of the government.

It's nice to get your glad rags on for awards like the Baftas, but it doesn't happen all the time.

Boston is the cream of the crop of the marathon world. It has such history that you feel such honor just being a part of it. All the other races have pacers to get you to a Boston qualifying time.

By the time I entered this prestigious high school, my interest in formal education had already been exhausted.

A classic is something that everybody wants to have read and nobody wants to read.

The other day a patient told me that he had gotten into what was a very good college. 'It's not Harvard,' he said. 'Harvard's not Harvard either,' I answered.

It's very rare, don't you think, for a statue to appear before its subject has become famous.

He knew our hospital was affiliated with Harvard, but he knew enough to realize that this did not necessarily mean we were anything special.

Now you see, Dr. Stadler, you're speaking as if this book were addressing to a thinking audience. If it were, one would have to be concerned with such matters as accuracy, validity, logic and the prestige of science. But it isn't. It's addressed to the public.

He's not really struggling even for material wealth, but for the second-hander's delusion—prestige. A stamp of approval, not his own. He can find no joy in the struggle and no joy when he has succeeded.

At least three foreign ambassadors—the Dutch, the Portuguese and the Finnish—lived at the Dakota along with the French Minister of Cultural Affairs. There had been the distinguished Schirmers and Steinways.

In his gold-and-white ballroom at 881 Fifth Avenue he held, for years, his famous New Year's Eve parties.

Chickenshit refers to behavior that makes military life worse than it need be: petty harassment of the weak by the strong; open scrimmage for power and authority and prestige; sadism thinly disguised as necessary discipline; a constant 'paying off of old scores'; and insistence on the letter rather than the spirit of ordinances. Chickenshit is so called—instead of horse- or bull- or elephant shit—because it is small-minded and ignoble and takes the trivial seriously.