A Quote by George Stigler

Competition is a tough weed, not a delicate flower. — © George Stigler
Competition is a tough weed, not a delicate flower.
Love is not a hot-house flower, but a wild plant, born of a wet night, born of an hour of sunshine; sprung from wild seed, blown along the road by a wild wind. A wild plant that, when it blooms by chance within the hedge of our gardens, we call a flower; and when it blooms outside we call a weed; but, flower or weed, whose scent and colour are always, wild!
A flower is an educated weed.
A weed is but an unloved flower.
Invention is a flower, innovation is a weed.
Be honest, be nice, be a flower not a weed.
A weed is no more than a flower in disguise.
To rid the grass of weed, to get The whole root, Thick, tangled, takes a strong mind And desire - to make clean, make pure. The weed, tough As the rock it leaps against, Unless plucked to the last Live fiber Will plunge up through dark again. The weed also has the desire To make clean, Make pure, there against the rock.
The only difference between a flower and a weed is judgement.
The desert weed lives on, but the flower of spring blooms and wilts.
A flower is not a flower. It is made only of non-flower elements - sunshine, clouds, time, space, earth, minerals, gardeners, and so on. A true flower contains the whole universe. If we return any one of these non-flower elements to its source, there will be no flower.
I want you to learn the lesson of the lotus. This flower springs forth from muddy waters. It raises its delicate petals to the sun and perfumes the world while, at the same time, its roots cling to the elemental muck, the very essence of the mortal experience. Without that soil, the flower would wither and die.
A delicate thought is a flower of the mind.
With the Premier League, you can afford to lose a couple here and there, but it's a tough competition, a cup competition.
FORTRAN is not a flower but a weed - it is hardy, occasionally blooms, and grows in every computer.
It's a tough world out there and all the guys are fighting hard and the competition is really tough.
The heart of a man's like that delicate weed, / Which requires to be trampled on, boldly indeed / Ere it gives forth the fragrance you wish to extract.
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