Quotes About Respect

The thing about witchcraft, said Mistress Weatherwax, is that it's not like school at all. First you get the test, and then afterward you spend years findin' out how you passed it. It's a bit like life in that respect

All assassins had a full-length mirror in their rooms, because it would be a terrible insult to anyone to kill them when you were badly dressed.

They obeyed, as wise men do when a woman puts her foot down . . .

Sin, young man, is when you treat people like things. Including yourself. That's what sin is.

Well, you know Esme. She wasn't one for that kind of thing - never one to push herself forward* * She hadn't ever needed to. Granny Weatherwax was like the prow of a ship. Seas parted when she turned up.

I don't want to hurt you, Mistress Weatherwax, said Mrs Gogol. That's good, said Granny. I don't want you to hurt me either.

A lot hinges on the fact that, in most circumstances, people are not allowed to hit you with a mallet. They put up all kinds of visible and invisible signs that say, 'Do not do this' in the hope that it'll work, but if it doesn't, then they shrug, because there is, really, no real mallet at all.

She'd never mastered the talent for apologizing, but she appreciated it in other people.

Stand before your god, bow before your king, kneel before your man.

Monsters are getting more uppity, too (...) I heard where this guy, he killed this monster in this lake, no problem, stuck its arm up over the door (...) and you know what? Its mum come and complained. Its actual mum come right down to the hall next day and complained. Actually complained. That's the respect you get.

This is no way to treat a book," he said. "Look, he's bent the spine right back. People always do that, they've got no idea of how to treat them.

What was it that Granny Weatherwax had said once? Evil starts when you begin to treat people as things. And right now it would happen if you thought there was a thing called a father, and a thing called a mother, and a thing called a daughter, and a thing called a cottage, and told yourself that if you put them all together you had a thing called a happy family.

Don't stick your nose where someone can pull it off and eat it.

Let him be whoever he thinks he is," she said. "That's all anybody could hope for in this world.

Koan ninety-seven: Do unto otters as you would have them do unto you. Hmm. No real help there. Besides, he'd occasionally been unsure that he'd written that one down properly, although it certain had worked. He'd always left aquatic mammals well alone, and they had done the same to him.

We try to make guests feel welcome, said Dee, scuttling behind his desk. He pulled off his pointed hat and, to Vimes's amazement, put on a pair of thick smoked glasses. You had papers? he said. Vimes handed them over. It says here His Grace, the dwarf said, after reading them for awhile. Yes, that's me. And there's a sir. That's me, too. And an excellency. 'fraid so. Vimes narrowed his eyes. I was blackboard monitor for awhile, too.

Royalty pollutes people's minds, boy. honest men start bowing and bobbing just because someone's granddad was a bigger murdering bastard than theirs was.

Granny hesitated. Agnes who calls herself Perditax? Perdita X, said Nanny. She at least respected anyone's right to recreate themselves.

Mind how ye go, hag o' hags. Ye'll be sore missed.

It was easy to respect an invisible god. It was the ones that turned up everywhere, often drunk, that put people off.

The thing about witchcraft," said Mistress Weatherwax, "is that it's not like school at all. First you get the test, and then afterward you spend years findin' out how you passed it. It's a bit like life in that respect.

Stand before your god, bow before your king, and kneel before your man. Recipe for a happy life, that is

I accept the Organic Trinity of Mineral, Vegetable, and Animal with as much authority as I accept the Holy Trinity. Both are sacred.

Terry Tempest Williams