Specialness Quotes

The no-hitter was the highlight of my career. The specialness of it, I didn’t know how lasting it would be when it happened. Everywhere I go, people talk about that game, how exciting it was. That makes me very proud. I’m awfully happy that a ball didn’t bloop in somewhere.

That is the challenge of a spiritual teacher: not to take on board the projections of specialness people have. This is especially dangerous for spiritual teachers who only have contact with disciples or followers, who may live in an ashram.

And specialness – everyone wants it. But Jesus, is it the most essential thing there is? Most people aren’t talented. So what are they supposed to do – kill themselves?

This is what I will forever hold against men in general: that they have carefully selected out and inoculated intelligent women with a sense of specialness: you’re not like other girls. Damn, for a woman, you sure are bright as hell!

You could also say that a precious brand often has rituals associated with it. They reinforce the specialness of the brand. And of course the brand owner can help ensure those rituals are created.

When we think of “taking Christ into the workplace” or “keeping Christ in the home,” we are making our faith into a set of special acts. The “specialness” of such acts just underscores the point – that being a Christian, being Christ’s isn’t thought of as a normal part of life.

There’s a lot of cultural pressure around specialness and seeing your family. I feel like everything gets jacked up a little bit because of all of these expectations of love and family bonding.

We are not special. We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens.

It really takes growing up to treasure the specialness of being different.

But nothing disturbs the feeling of specialness like the presence of other human beings feeling identically special.

Didn’t I realize that each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake of special unique specialness?

The diminution of the reality of class, however socially desirable in many respects, seems to have the practical effect of diminishing our ability to see people in their difference and specialness.

It’s simple … go the extra mile and you will stand out from the crowd

Power seems to confer on its possessor a mantle of superiority, specialness, and sexual potency, which the envious person desperately wants because he feels himself on some level to be inferior, unimportant, and impotent.

When everyone at school is speaking one language, and a lot of your classmates’ parents also speak it, and you go home and see that your community is different -there is a sense of shame attached to that. It really takes growing up to treasure the specialness of being different.

No one appreciates the very special genius of your conversation as the dog does.