No subscription or hidden extras
Read through the most famous quotes by topic #bran
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. ↗
#art
You look tired," Rachel told Jason. "I wish I could jog and sleep at the same time." "Can't you?" Ferrin asked, joining them at the little cascade. "I always imagined that you could sleep rolling down a mountainside in a barrel." "I probably could today," Jason conceded. ↗
Overmodulation By Charlotte M Liebel-Fawls You're a cavity in my oasis, You're a porthole in my sea, You're a stretch of the imagination every time you look at me. You're an ocean in my wineglass, You're a Steinway on the beach, You're a captivating audience, an exciting Rembrandt, A Masterpiece. ↗
#imagination #love #masterpiece #oasis #ocean
Not cry. Fly. “I can’t fly,” Bran said. “I can’t, I can’t…” How do you know? Have you ever tried? The voice was high and thin. Bran looked around to see where it was coming from. A crow was spiraling down with him, just out of touch, following him as he fell. “Help me,” he said. I’m trying, the crow replied… The crow took to the air and flapped around Bran’s hand. “You have wings,” Bran pointed out. Maybe you do too. Bran felt along his shoulders, groping for feathers. There are different kinds of wings, the crow said… Bran was falling faster than ever. The grey mists howled around him as he plunged toward the earth below. “What are you doing to me?” he asked the crow, tearful. Teaching you how to fly. “I can’t fly!” You’re flying right now. “I’m falling!” Every flight begins with a fall, the crow said. Look down. ↗
And you never even reported it. You should have reported it. I could have took fingerprints. I'd love to lock up them skinheads." "What I'm reporting is the gun, my Sig Sauer." Dave said. "Hetzel will have it. I want it back." "What did it cost you?" Rose said. "That's not the point," Dave said. "It's the only gun I ever owned. I'm against guns. They give too many people power who have no right to it. Guns cancel out intelligence, reason, decency, civility, and put terror in their place. I got along without a gun most of my working life. But a man can't buck the odds forever. About five years back I bought the Sig Sauer. I'm used to it. And I don't know that I'm morally prepared to buy another one. ↗
Sixty-five years ago [written 2009], in a brief lull between storms in a remarkably stormy June, even by the standards of Channel weather, the heirs of Harold and the kinsmen of the Conqueror came to Normandy. They were supported by the remnants of their first, North American, empire, the two great nations that they had planted in the New World in the time of Good Queen Bess and James 6th and 1st: the Americans, who had rebelled in the name of the rights of Englishmen, and the Canadians, who had stood loyal in the name of the Crown. … The honours of these regiments are ancient and moving: Minden and Malplaquet, Mysore, Badajoz, Waterloo, Inkerman, Gallipoli, the Somme, Imjin. None shines more brightly than Normandy 1944. The paths of glory may lead but to the grave; yet all, even golden boys and girls, must come to dust. It is a better path to the grave than any of the others, not because glory is something to seek, but because, not once or twice in our long island story, the way of duty has been the path to glory; and duty is to be done. …Let us now praise famous men, and our fathers that begat us. ↗
#military-history #normandy #remembrance #second-world-war #men
The time is ripe for looking back over the day, the week, the year, and trying to figure out where we have come from and where we are going to, for sifting through the things we have done and the things we have left undone for a clue to who we are and who, for better or worse, we are becoming. But again and again we avoid the long thoughts….We cling to the present out of wariness of the past. And why not, after all? We get confused. We need such escape as we can find. But there is a deeper need yet, I think, and that is the need—not all the time, surely, but from time to time—to enter that still room within us all where the past lives on as a part of the present, where the dead are alive again, where we are most alive ourselves to turnings and to where our journeys have brought us. The name of the room is Remember—the room where with patience, with charity, with quietness of heart, we remember consciously to remember the lives we have lived. ↗
