Transparent Quotes
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Imagine if you had baseball cards that showed all the performance stats for your people: batting averages, home runs, errors, ERAs, win/loss records. You could see what they did well and poorly and call on the right people to play the right positions in a very transparent way.
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This rule is a transparent attempt to accommodate the industry.
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Good, bad or indifferent, I'm transparent with my opinions and what I believe. I just don't think in politics you can be that way.
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I can't reasonably pretend to be a transparent and omniscient narrator who brings no personal perspective. That person doesn't exist.
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Style should be like window-glass, perfectly transparent, and with very little sash.
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The landscape of the mind, against which our thoughts and expectations move, when the wind of the imagination is active, changes as quickly as the clouds; and indeed it consists often of several landscapes, semi-transparent and showing through one another.
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Be transparent about company values and adhere to them as your company grows.
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I hope to make the process of producing my take of the Biennial a transparent and interesting one for artists.
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Be transparent as wind, be as possible and relentless and dangerous, be what moves things forward without needing to leave a mark, be part of this collection of molecules that begins somewhere unknown and can't help but keep rising. Rising.Rising. Rising.
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Were the walls of our meat industry to become transparent, literally or even figuratively, we would not long continue to raise, kill, and eat animals the way we do.
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It's very important to be as transparent, as real as possible, as a person.
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There is a definite willingness to be completely co-operative, be completely transparent and to exchange samples with the WHO and with other partners so we can track the genetic changes.
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I'm pretty transparent and have no problem sharing my weaknesses.
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WIDE, the margin between carte blanche and the white page. Nevertheless it is not in the margin that you can find me, but in the yet whiter one that separates the word-strewn sheet from the transparent, the written page from the one to be written in the infinite space where the eye turns back to the eye, and the hand to the pen, where all we write is erased, even as you write it. For the book imperceptibly takes shape within the book we will never finish. There is my desert.
