Quotes About Respect

If you think the sea is blue and I think it's green, why try to convince you?

As for his wife, he bowed to her, as some husbands do to their wives, but in a way that bachelors will never comprehend, until a very extensive code is published on conjugal life.

addressing the two ecclesiastics. Praise God, monsieur, replied they, bowing together. I have not failed to do so, your Reverences, replied the young man, returning their salutation.

Stuart is conscientious about names. He believes they are important to a person's self-respect and, to Stuart, there is nothing more important than that.

If we treated others with the consideration that one would give to those who only had a few days to live, then we would be kinder, at least.

We do not like those who are completely available, who make themselves over to us entirely. They crowd us out. They make us feel uneasy.

Saying sorry does not make you look small—it makes you look big.

She had a great respect for books herself, and she wished that she had read more. One could never read enough. Never.

If only people could keep that in their minds—if they could remember that the people they met during the day had all the same hopes and fears that they had, then there would be so much less conflict and disagreement in this world. If only people remembered that, then they would be kinder to others—and kindness, Mma Ramotswe believed, was the most important thing there was. She knew that in the depths of her being; she knew it.

We were all people—men and women—and you could never say that one group of people was less important than another.

The husband should say to the reverend: 'And I promise not to defy my wife.

Such men knew their worth, but did not flaunt it. Such men could look anybody in the eye without flinching; even a poor man, a man with nothing, could stand upright in the presence of those who had wealth or power. People did not know, Mma Ramotswe felt, just how much we had in those days—those days when we seemed to have so little, we had so much. She

It shall be an offence for any man, either a husband or other person of the male sex, married or otherwise, being over the age of twelve years, to throw any item of clothing having been worn by the said person for whatever length of time, upon the floor of any bathroom or any room adjacent to and connected to a bathroom, without good cause.

Angus thought about this. She was right. That was why our national conversation was so bad. Courtesy had been abandoned in favour of the put-down, the attack, the calculated sound bite. What sort of national conversation was that? The answer came to him immediately: none.

There is a marked decline in something we value. It's the destruction of civility, said the Duke. Twenty years ago, people may have had their differences of opinion - of course they did- but they did not abuse one another for it. They respected those with whom they disagreed. They spoke courteously.

It's the destruction of civility," said the Duke. "Twenty years ago, people may have had their differences of opinion – of course they did – but they did not abuse one another for it. They respected those with whom they disagreed. They spoke courteously.

Yes, but not in chairs that don't belong to us," countered Mma Makutsi. "That's the trouble with this country, Mma—there are too many people sitting down in other people's chairs.

YOU DO NOT CHANGE PEOPLE BY SHOUTING AT THEM

The juvenile adage Never kiss and tell had a sound moral instinct behind it.

It was all very well occupying the moral high ground on electoral reform, but what really mattered, she thought, was how you treated your mother.

She wouldn't disapprove of people who gave up philosophy or literary theory to do ordinary things. Maybe not, mused Maggie. If we eat pies, then we should never, not for one moment, look down on the making of them.

wrong to think the less of another for what he or she was. There was no moral obligation to like others, nor necessarily to enthuse over them, but we did have to recognize their equal worth.

If your friend smells of fish you should not try to let it affect your friendship. Everybody, thought Ranald Braveheart Macpherson, knows that.

and the vestiges of that early feeling were still there, as she could not bring herself to punish the snails or caterpillars for their depredations. They were her fellow creatures, after all. They had not asked to be snails or caterpillars, and they needed to eat, as we all did.