Quotes About Unique

Your customer service opens up unique opportunities to offer an excellent customer experience.

You are gifted with unique abilities which make you rare, special, something that separates you from everyone else in the world.

Never love anyone who treats you like you're ordinary.

Never love anyone who treats you like you're ordinary.

The CHILD must know that he is a MIRACLE, that since the beginning of the world there hasn't been, and until the end of the world will not be, another child like him.

Each second we live is a new and unique moment of the universe a moment that never was before and never will be again

You are like nobody since I love you.

I...I've never met a man like you." He chuckled, a broad grin on his face. "Of that, my lady, I'm certain.

Martha Graham, speaking to dancers, could have been speaking to any artist, any writer: There is a vitality, a life force, an energy, a quickening which is translated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all time, this expression is unique. And if you block it, it will never exist.

I'll bet I'm the only eighty-five-year-old cracker left with all his own teeth.

The action of the virus is unique. It begins by attacking the respiratory system, the lining of the lungs and the bronchial in particular. The victim develops a cough, which serves to propagate the virus. Then it spreads to the other internal organs and the brain. We know of no other viral epidemic where the pattern of symptoms match this one. It's a virus that we've never seen before.

It's love. But it's a different kind," "Doesn't make it any less love, though.

it was only a thought, one in a million. It was not an action.

Cualquiera puede hacer el viaje después de recibir la noticia -dijo ella con desdén-. Hay que ser especial para presentarse cuando uno no sabe que hay un problema.

Estaba harta de ser tan única.

She was regal as a queen. Eager as a child. Proud as a cat. And she was like none of those things. Nothing like them. Not in the least little bit.

You get things done. Not always the best way, or the most sensible way, but it gets done nonetheless. You're a rare creature.

Aveva un odore semplice, il mare, ma nello stesso tempo così vasto e unico nel suo genere, che Grenouille esitava a suddividerlo in odore di pesce, di sale, di acqua, di alga, di fresco e così via. Preferiva lasciare intatto l'odore del mare, lo custodiva intero nella memoria e lo godeva indiviso. L'odore del mare gli piaceva tanto che avrebbe desiderato una volta averlo puro, non mescolato e in quantità tale da potersene ubriacare.

Home is a desk. The amalgamation of a dream. Home is the cats, my books, and my work never done. All the lost things that may one day call to me, the faces of my children who will one day call to me. Maybe we can't draw flesh from reverie nor retrieve a dusty spur, but we can gather the dream itself and bring it back uniquely whole.

Memory, therefore, not simply as the resurrection of one's private past, but an immersion in the past of others, which is to say: history - which one both participates in and is a witness to, is a part of and apart from. Everything, therefore, is present in his mind at once, as if each element were reflecting the light of all the others, and at the same time emitting its own unique and unquenchable radiance.

One never took the time to savour the details; one said: another day, but always with the hidden knowledge that each day was unique and fatal, that there never would be a return, another time.

You cannot just replace one life with another. Each is unique, precious.

Fashion is like the ashes left behind by the uniquely shaped flames of the fire, the trace alone revealing that a fire actually took place.

a wild and dangerous place where brigandage and battle were inextricably woven into a unique culture of warriors and monks. Decapitated heads ornamented the trees and gateposts. Severed hands festooned the government buildings. The Chinese and Tibetans skinned men alive, chopped them into chunks, and boiled them to death in giant cauldrons.1