Read through the most famous quotes by topic #bra
Isabel is looking at several collections of research journals. 'She would understand the issues if she chose to open one of the volumes, but she knew that there were conversations within which she would never have the time to participate in. And that, of course, was the problem with any large collection of books, whether in a library or a bookshop: one might feel intimidated by the fact that there was simply too many to read and not know where to start. ↗
Con il termine Personal Branding si definisce il processo di creazione e gestione del proprio Brand, inteso non solo dal punto di vista professionale ma anche come somma di tutti quegli elementi che rendono unica una persona. Il Personal Branding è il vero motivo per cui un cliente, un datore di lavoro o un partner sceglie te al posto di un altro, un tuo progetto in luogo di quello di un tuo competitor. In ogni riunione, telefonata, email, tutti gli scambi che intercorrono con altre persone servono a creare, rafforzare o modificare la tua immagine. Bastano pochi secondi per trasmettere una prima impressione. Ma non è questo che conta, è quello che riuscirai a fare di questa impressione che determinerà il tuo successo. Tutte queste dinamiche assumono nuove prospettive in Internet. Prova a googlare il tuo nome e guarda cosa succede. Ora immagina partner, colleghi, clienti attuali e potenziali, conoscenti e amici che fanno lo stesso. Riesci a comunicare la tua professionalità, coerenza e personalità? La Rete è il nuovo ufficio di collocamento! Facebook, MySpace, Twitter, LinkedIn, Xing: esistono servizi dove si incontrano i migliori professionisti di ogni settore e spazi nei quali le persone si incontrano, dialogano costantemente, fanno business. Essere consapevole e riuscire a gestire al meglio la tua immagine e il tuo Brand online, rafforzerà la tua reputazione e aiuterà la tua rete di contatti a crescere. Se sarai in grado di cogliere questa opportunità, migliorerai di molto il tuo percorso di carriera, la possibilità di fare business, di confrontare idee e progetti e raggiungere i tuoi obiettivi. ↗
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Amy was looking around the sanctum in awe. "It's...beautiful!" The girl was modest and thoughtful. How bizarre. So rarely did Ian see these qualities in others–especially during the quest for the 39 Clues. Naturally, he had been taught to avoid these behaviors at all costs and never to consort with anyone who possessed them. They were distasteful–FLO, as Papa would say. For Losers Only. And Kabras never lost. Yet she fascinated him. Her joy in running up Alistair's tiny lawn, her awe at this piddling cubbyhole–it didn't seem possible to gain so much happiness from so little. This gave him a curious feeling he'd never quite experienced. Something like indigestion but quite a bit more pleasant. Ah well. Blame it on the ripped trousers, he thought. Humiliation softened the soul. ↗
Standing there at the stage door to the rest of your life. Time to dip your toe into the deep end. Try things. Say hi already. Laugh a lot. Mess up. Apologize. Mess up again. Hug people. Take chances. Trust yourself. Lose things. Get over it. Hold your friends close. Gather your strength. Gain wisdom and beautiful stories. Be brave, and you'll have the time of your life. ↗
#bravery #friendship #happiness #keds #love
The autopilot is a hands-free piece of electronic wizardry. It's not some brutal application of electricity like one of the Pubyok's car batteries...Think of its probing as a conversation with the mind, imagine it in a dance with identity. Yes, picture a pencil and eraser engaged in a beautiful dance across the page. The pencil's tip bursts with expression - squiggles, figures, words - filling the page, as the eraser measures, takes note, follows in the pencil's footsteps, leaving only blankness in its wake. The pencil's next seizure of scribbles is perhaps more intense and desperate, but shorter lived, and the eraser follows again. They continue in lockstep this way, the self and the state, coming closer to one another until finally the pencil and the eraser are almost one, moving in sympathy, the line disappearing even as it's laid down, the words unwritten before the letters are formed, and finally there is only white. ↗
Are you missing the library again?" Seth asked, startling her as he walked into the room. Kendra turned to face her brother. "You caught me," she congratulated him. "I'm reading." "I bet the librarians back home are panicking. Summer vacation, and no Kendra Sorenson to keep them in business. Have they been sending you letters?" "Might not hurt you to pick up a book, just as an experiment." Whatever. I looked up the definition for 'nerd' in the dictionary. Know what it said?" "I bet you'll tell me." " 'If you're reading this, you are one.' " You're a riot." Kendra turned back to the journal, flipping to a random page. Seth took a seat on his bed across from her. "Kendra, seriously, I can sort of see reading a cool book for fun, but dusty old journals? Really? Has anybody told you there are magical creatures out there?" He pointed out the window. "Has anybody told you some of those creatures can eat you?" Kendra responded. "I'm not reading these just for fun. They have good info." "like what? Patton and Lena smooching?" Kendra rolled her eyes. "I'm not telling. You'll end up in a tar pit." "There's a tar pit?" he said, perking up. "Where? ↗
