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.
Bad people don't sing.
The poorhouse is filled with honest people.
People who didn't need people needed people around to know that they were the kind of people who didn't need people.
The best of the best understand that people do business with people they like. People do business with people they trust, and people do business with those who make them feel special.
People tend to think that life really does progress for everyone eventually, that people progress, but actually only some people progress. The rest of the people don't.
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