Quotes About Respect

From the time we were little, you treated us as if our ideas mattered. You and Daddy encouraged us to form our own opinions, and listened when we expressed them. We were not just children in your eyes; we were people who deserved respect. That was a powerful lesson.

He who wants a rose must respect her thorn.

You have to let other people be right' was his answer to their insults. 'It consoles them for not being anything else.

True intelligence very readily conceives of an intelligence superior to its own; and this is why truly intelligent men are modest.

Kad patiktum kitam, reikia kalb?ti tik tai, kas jam malonu ir kas j? jaudina, vengti gin?? d?l nereikšming? dalyk?, kuo mažiau klausin?ti ir niekda neleisti jam suabejoti, kad kas nors gali b?ti protingesnis už j?.

Quotation is the highest compliment you can pay to an author.

Be what you are, do what you want. Treat others how you want to because equality in this time is just a humour.

You don't cheat anybody out of their experience, whatever it is.

I don't think I could love you if your nose fell off because you wouldn't take reasonable care of it.

The first duty of a leader is to make himself be loved without courting love. To be loved without 'playing up' to anyone - even to himself.

We appreciate frankness from those who like us. Frankness from others is called insolence.

You don't have to announce, 'you're coming,' just come. You don't have to announce, 'I'm next,' just be next. You don't have to scream, 'give me my respect…' you have to earn that.

The colonel reached up and brushed a curl back from Carrie's cheek, tucking it behind her ear. His gentle touch was healing salve for her aching heart. His eyes held hers for several long seconds. Then in seemingly one smooth motion, he dropped his hand and stood. "Good night, Miss Bell—er, Carrie Ann." He gave her a polite little bow, but his eyes held a certain light. He genuinely cared about her.

motherhood is not a job at all. It is a full-time, all-consuming, life-subsuming career with no pay, no stock options, no social security, and lots of lip service with little actual respect (just watch the difference in people's reactions to you when you tell them you are a project manager instead of a mother).

Madden sizes me up. "Did you even ever get Christmas presents ...?" "Yes. And Hanukkkah presents. And Kwanzaa. Three Kings Day. Also, Saint Lucia Day and Ramadan. It's important not to play favorites. You know ... you never know who could actually be running this thing ... probably important not to put all your eggs in one basket -" "Stop. Stop talking.

They carried him not to bury him:They carried him down to crown him….The poet flourished here, disheveled,Who would not bow before votive lampsBut to the common spade.

Eventually, a Soviet general sat down in the empty seat next to Howley. Rank-conscious, the Russian visibly shuddered when he realized he was sitting next to someone of much lower position. 'I see you're a colonel,' he said through an interpreter. Howley looked up from his plate and grumbled, 'I see you're a general. Here, have some salami.

The peasants of all lands recognize power and they salute it, whether it's good or evil.

This is my job and I respect it enough to concentrate on it.

The Oval Office symbolizes... the Constitution, the hopes and dreams, and I'm going to say democracy. And when you have a dress code in the Supreme Court and a dress code on the floor of the Senate, floor of the House, I think it's appropriate to have an expectation that there will be a dress code that respects the office of the President.

No amount of ability is of the slightest avail without honor.

At its best, history nurtures within us humility and gratitude. It encourages respect and empathy. It fosters creativity and stimulates the imagination. It inspires resilience. And it does so by illuminating the simple truth that, whether due to some cosmic fluke or divine providence, it's an absolute miracle that any one of us is alive today, walking around on this tiny sphere surrounded by an ocean of space, and that we are, above everything else, all in this together.

A pure breed of steed is steered sheerly by the shadow of the lash, but even the spur cannot stir a mount of trash.