#market

So in Asia I want to make - I want to succeed to make a model of what success, practicing democracy, and market economy. Then that will give a good influence over Asian countries. ↗

— Kim Dae Jung

#asian #asian countries #countries #democracy #economy

Marketing is too important to be left to the marketing department. ↗

— David Packard

#important #left #marketing #too

I think we're in the beginning of a bull market. When a bull market begins, nine months later the economy turns around. ↗

— Sumner Redstone

#beginning #begins #bull #bull market #economy

We hear of the wealth of nations, of the powers of production, of the demand and supply of markets, and we forget that these words mean no more, if they mean any thing, then the happiness, and the labor, and the necessities of men. ↗

— Francis Wright

#demand #forget #happiness #hear #labor

The Chinese market is very, very unique. ↗

— Niklas Zennstrom

#market #unique #very

When [beauty pornography is] aimed at men, its effect is to keep them from finding peace in sexual love. The fleeting chimera of the airbrushed centerfold, always receding before him, keeps the man destabilized in pursuit, unable to focus on the beauty of the woman--known, marked, lined, familiar—-who hands him the paper every morning. ↗

— Naomi Wolf

#aging #beauty #body-image #cosmetic-surgery #cosmetics

If there was a day of the week I could skip it would be Monday. Clients had too much time to think and worry over a long weekend and by Monday they were often riddled with fear and anxiety. ↗

— Stan Turner

#murder-mystery #stock-market-crash #wortd-war-ii-art-thefts #art

Everybody these days wants to be a star, including myself. Don't get me wrong, I'm a chef but you want to market yourself and your projects. ↗

— Geoffrey Zakarian

#days #everybody #get #i #including

Write, write, write! Get your you-know-what in the chair and write more books: write the books of your heart and don’t let stress steal your joy. ↗

— Sarra Cannon

#writers #writers-on-writing #beauty

Kate faced the crowd. They were just eyes and teeth to her, just spit and voices. It was a moment, even, before they became people: a man with one blind eye, another whose neck was thick with lumps and weeping wounds of scrofula. The poorest of the market. At Kate's feet, Drina. Her scarf and shirt were torn open. ↗

— Erin Bow

#courageous #friendship #loyalty #marketplace #mob