#losing

Losing my anonymity in this world I think is something that I find terrifying. ↗

— Alex O'Loughlin

#find #i #i think #losing #something

The art of losing isn't hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster. ↗

— Elizabeth Bishop

#disaster #filled #hard #intent #losing

A closing team is so important in the NBA. The last seven minutes is what you are always coaching to get to. Now you have your team set, you have the match-ups you want, you have your time-outs, your chance to finish the game, and that's my job, to get us to that position during the course of the game. ↗

— Doug Collins

#chance #closing #coaching #course #during

If you're losing, just be a man; be a man and lose as a man. ↗

— Marat Safin

#just #just be #lose #losing #man

You got to choose between tightening your belt or losing your pants. ↗

— Navjot Singh Sidhu

#between #choose #got #losing #pants

One of the symptoms of a losing streak is a turnover of top executives. It's a revolving door. ↗

— Rosabeth Moss Kanter

#executives #losing #revolving #streak #symptoms

There is nothing in this life that can destroy you but yourself. Bad things happen to everyone, but when they do, you can't just fall apart and die. You have to fight back. If you don't, you're the one who loses in the end. But if you do keep going and fight back, you win. ↗

— Alexandra Monir

#losing #winning #courage

The moment you feel that you've done your best, you'll tend to stop trying. Life is a constant battle of self improvement...a never ending competition against what you have achieved yesterday. ↗

— Jennifer Tindugan-Adoviso

#battle #change #competition-and-attitude #life #winning

The healthy life: It’s not just about losing the weight; it’s about losing the mentality that got you there. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#choice #healthy #life #losing-weight #change

Anyway, those things would not have lasted long. The experience of the years shows it to me. But Destiny arrived in some haste and stopped them. The beautiful life was brief. But how potent were the perfumes, On how splendid a bed we lay, To what sensual delight we gave our bodies. An echo of the days of pleasure, An echo of the days drew near me, A little of the fire of the youth of both of us, Again I took in my hands a letter, And I read and reread till the light was gone. And melancholy, I came out on the balcony Came out to change my thoughts at least by looking at A little of the city that I loved, A little movement on the street and in the shops. Translated by Rae Dalven ↗

— C.P. Cavafy

#losing-dreams #melancholia #nostalgia #age