The Internet is by the people, for the people.
Great people give it with reproaches.
People don't love people, people love people's status.
A brand is built action by action, just as houses are built brick by brick. Is the identity of your personal brand homeless?
Too many abused beers have suffered in the name of networking. Let us find a better way to mix torture and business.
Is something art just because a museum hangs it on their wall? Are you networking just because you’re standing in a crowded room?
Beware of relying solely on a resume to hire; skills can be taught. What cannot be taught is a great “can do” attitude.
Metal business cards are a good investment. Especially if you were to meet Magneto. He would have no other choice but to be attracted to you.
A personal brand, once local and temporal, is now global and forever. That’s the blessing and the curse of the internet with regards to your reputation.
The only personal branding consultant who can ever hope to have a clear understanding of you and your value can be found in the mirror.
I just bought a rotary phone, a Rolodex, and a polyester suit. Oh yes, I’m now ready to start networking.
On a scale of 1 to extroverted, I’m a 3.14159. So is pi. I network like “the ratio of a circle's circumference to its diameter.” Thanks, Wikipedia!
Personal branding is important to me as a person. It’s also important to me as a non-person. I am a rock.
All the time and effort put into networking can be all for naught if there is no follow-through. The same goes for sales. And leadership. And … well, everything.
I can’t sell you while you’re trying to sell me. So how about we just talk and call it networking?
You collect people to take with you. Some people change, other people don't... it's wonderful because I've met some incredible friends.
Young people tell what they are doing, old people what they have done, and fools what they wish to do.
Sweet Evelyn, I think, I should have loved you better. Possessing perfect knowledge I hover above him as he hacks me to bits. I see his rough childhood. I see his mother doing something horrid to him with a broomstick. I see the hate in his heart and...
They don't make morgues with windows. In fact, if the geography allows for it, they hardly ever make morgues above the ground. I guess it's partly because it must be eisier to refrigerate a bunch of coffin-sized chambers in a room insulated by the ea...
I was also one of those people who hadn’t caught up with the latest social networking site. Maura belonged to most of them. She passed most evenings befriending men who had tried to date-rape her in high school, but I was still stuck in the last vi...
. And this great and wonderful man had to die! When the mighty heart, of his mighty body, that supplied the blood to his mighty brain, burst, never again was there to fall from his eloquent lips the pearls of thought that had been so wondrously forme...
