Outperformance Of Quotes & Sayings

Valuation premiums of quality companies often reflect some degree of expected operational outperformance, but actual performance tends to exceed expectations over time. Stock prices thus tend to undervalue quality companies. — Lawrence A. Cunningham

Remember that a good football novel has to have the same ingredients as any other good novel: drama, convincing and interesting characters, a strong story-line, and some kind of magic in the writing. — Mal Peet

A human life is a story told by God. — Hans Christian Andersen

But if I'm with you, I'm not afraid. — Haruki Murakami

Hedge fund managers charge so much more than mutual fund managers; alpha is even harder to come by. They end up selling a variety of things beyond mere outperformance. — Barry Ritholtz

It is foolish to think that we will enter heaven without entering into ourselves. — Teresa Of Avila

Never exalt people because they're in your family; never exalt people because they're your color; never exalt people because they're your kinfolk. Exalt them because they're worthy. — Louis Farrakhan

When I finally put my guitar in the case the last time, I want to be remembered just as a singer, not as a country singer or pops singer - just a singer. — Eddy Arnold

She's known sadness. That's what it is. I only just thought that as I wrote it. She's known sadness, and it has made her kind. — Nathan Filer

You have something else of mine, Miss Wakefield," he amended. "I believe you meant to borrow it and return it directly, but you never did return . . . my heart. It's been in your possession since our first meeting."

She drew in a staggered breath, daring to hope.
"Though without a heart, one might wonder how I came to be here, standing before you right now," he went on, making her heard spin again. "Do you wonder, Miss Wakefield?"

When she nodded, he grinned and placed her hand over his chest.
"There is a heart in here, but it is not mine. You see, I believe you made a dire mistake our first meeting. When you meant to return mine, instead you gave me yours. Doesn't it beat strangely beneath my breast? — Vivienne Lorret