Quotes About Respect

If people let other people alone, people would be better off. It's always people that screw things up for people anyway.

Don't 'honey' me in that southern-fried twang.

Told you not to tell her." "That's not how I work things. That's not how you build a relationship." "Build a relationship." Ryder snorted as he sent the drill whirling again. "You've been reading again." "Blow me.

I won't consider getting horizontal with someone I can barely tolerate when we're vertical.

Love is an empty word without respect.

There are countless places absolutely amazing in Ireland, because it respects its history—its long and layered history—and those who came before, what they did, how they lived and died. That's why you can feel them here, if you let yourself, and other places in the world are voids because in those places everything's about what's next, and nobody much cares about what was.

People too often knock down the old for the new instead of understanding that legacy.

You don't cheat, steal, or lie. You don't misuse animals or take advantage of those weaker than you. You don't spoil for a fight—which is a rule come to be in the last few years—but you don't walk away from one. You stand for your friends and for your round in the pub. You never touch a woman who belongs to another, and you don't give your word unless you intend to keep it.

It's ridiculous to say not to speak ill of the dead. We're all going to be dead eventually. What would we talk about in the meantime?

You're a first-class bastard, Doug. This time he grinned because he'd heard the light trace of respect. I like first class, Whitney. I'm going to live there the rest of my life.

Excuse me, but I'm very tired of being interrupted and ordered around and spoken to like a recalicitrant eight-year-old. Then don't behave like one, Brian suggested.

She wanted to take a look at you, too. She heard you were a hunk. Is that so? Amused, Brian shifted. Did you tell her that? I certainly did not. I have more respect for you than to speak of you in such a sexist way. Respect's a good thing. He yanked her into the box, crushing his mouth to hers before she could laugh. But I'm banking on passion just at the moment. Have you passion for me, Keeley? he murmured against her mouth.

When you try to make somebody feel stupid when they ask a question, you're the stupid one.

It's not a matter of jealousy. It's a matter of courtesy.

Then again, she reminded herself, if she wanted Nick to take her seriously as a woman, she had to take herself seriously first.

She didn't like to be read so easily but she couldn't help respecting someone who could.

When you take what isn't offered freely, you have nothing.

put your faith and your emotions into the wrong hands, and he didn't respect either.

Just because she was a woman, did she have to act coy and pretend to be flattered when a man tried to slobber all over her/

Why would you apologize for what you read for pleasure? Just think of the illiteracy rate. Every book read for pleasure should be celebrated. And novels that celebrate love, commitment, relationships, making relationships work, why isn't that something to be respected?

Take a few minutes. No. He's already had more of my time than he was entitled to. Yes, he thought as she walked out of his office. Very much like her grandmother.

That's not my concern just now. This man—" "Grayson Thane," Brianna supplied, more than grateful the topic had turned away from their mother. "A respected American author who has designs on a quiet room in a well-run establishment in the west of Ireland. He doesn't have designs on his landlady." She picked up her tea, sipped. "And he's going to pay for my greenhouse.

You don't intend to keep your word, even when it's hard, you don't give it. You have to respect that.

We've got this heat going on, that's all. If it's all the same to you, I'd rather not go into that end of things. Oh, it's all the same to me. You're both adults and you got two working brains between you. Both of you were raised right, so what you do is your own business. Next time, though, lock the damn door first.