Quotes About Respect

What's your name?' she asked, and surprised herself. But for some reason, she wanted to know. Dean's brother—he hadn't been just some nameless Bad Guy Number Four. This vampire wasn't, either. He had a name, a history, maybe even people who cared what happened to him. 'My name is none of your business,' he said, and continued to stare out the window, even though there was nothing but blurry brick out there. 'Can I call you None for short?

Your father's an asshole. It's not a disease. You don't have to catch it.

He was a nice guy, middle-aged, a little tired, like most doctors usually seemed to be, but he just nodded and said, Let me take a look at him. Shane? I'm not dropping my pants, Shane said. I just thought I'd say that up front.

Now, said Brandons low, cold voice. Lets not be rude eve.

Take her home. And- Say nothing- yes, yes, I heard you the first seven hundred times, Myrnin said, much too sharply. I'm ancient. I'm not deaf.

Shane talking to Claire - Hang on - Slow down. I'm not going anywhere. You know that, right? You don't have to put out to keep me here. Well, as long as you eventually... Shut up Claire said.

She smacked him so hard his momma felt it.

Just because he's a spider doesn't mean he deserves any less concern!

Slow down. I'm not going anywhere. You know that, right? You don't have to put out to keep me here. Well, as long as you eventually–" "Shut up.

I felt I should repeat it for the other slipper, in case there should be any bad feelings between the two. One should never create tension between one's footwear.

Here's a tip...If you leave a girl crying you're probably not doing your Don Juan routine right, asshole.

I'm not obliged to defend your dignity. Provided you have any.

I'm not dissing you, I'm ignoring you there's a difference. Dissing you implies I actually think you're important. Claire - Ghost Town

You shouldn't have to tiptoe around your own home

As he was bringing his hands up her sides, his fingers just barely brushed the outer curve of her breasts, and she gasped into his mouth. Shane immediately sat her upright, and moved to the other end of the couch. His face was flushed; his eyes were bright and no longer looked even a little bit tired. "No,'" he said, and held out his hand like a traffic cop when she tried to scoot closer. "Red flag. If you make that sound again, we are in trouble. Or I am, anyway.

She needs you for more than just protection. It's how it works. You want the strong girl, you understand that she's with you because she wants to be. Not because she has to be. You know that, right?

It's called being polite; they probably didn't teach you that at home. Doesn't mean I like you or anything.

It is a terrible arrogance to think that there are any of humankind who are better or worse, or worthy or not.

It's your chili dog. Clean it up. It's your turn to clean. The house. Not your trash, which you can walk your leatherfaced-ass unto the kitchen to throw away.

Eve: Yo! Mocha! Oliver: Yo. I am not your waitress.

Don't teach your granddad how to fish.

the chaos of the world that counted people as different levels of worthy, the Library served all equally. All genders, races, levels of ability. It was the one place they could all be safe.

Life is a miracle beyond our comprehension, and we should reverence it even where we have to struggle against it. . . .

But man is part of nature, and his war against nature is inevitably a war against himself.