Quotes About Respect

Patients possess a body of knowledge about themselves that we can never hope to master, and we have a body of knowledge about medicine that they can never hope to master. Our job is to bring these two groups together so we can serve each other well.

I love Joan Collins. She's a wonderful lady. She has such courage. She's such a good actress.

Sometimes, a good heart lets a bad guest come for a visit.

Here is one scholar's description of life among the Navajo: "No one who actively seeks power is to be trusted. Leaders arise out of example and emulation. If someone is successful at growing corn, he is emulated and to that extent is a leader. If someone knows many verses to a curing chant, he is respected for that accomplishment and his status as a 'singer' is considerable. Politicking, handshaking Ã¢â'¬Â¦ have no place in traditional Navajo society.

We are not blank slates, as some behaviorists once imagined. We are organisms whose more egregious tendencies can be greatly, if arduously, subdued. And a primary reason for this tenuous optimism is the abject flexibility with which status is sought. We will do almost anything for respect, including not act like animals.

The desire to punish people who treat you unfairly or show you disrespect is deeply human. And admit it: though there's something unpleasant about being made angry, there's something pleasing about the feeling of anger itself—the feeling that you're rightfully enraged. The Buddha said anger has a "poisoned root and honeyed tip.

In one of her last works, The Need for Roots, she wrote: "There exists an obligation towards every human being for the sole reason that he or she is a human being, without any other condition requiring to be fulfilled, and even without any recognition of such obligation on the part of the individual concerned.

the borders he respected were the borders of dreams, the misty borders of love and indifference, the borders of courage and fear, the golden borders of ethics.

You have to listen to women. You should never ignore a woman's fears.

I who have nothing may have nothing, but I'll always have something that you don't. And that's respect.

Lester Sumrall told a story of a conference he and Smith Wigglesworth were part of. It was the first time Sumrall had met Wigglesworth. Sumrall got up to preach. And he preached and preached. After a while, Wigglesworth came up behind him, put his hand on his shoulder, and said, "Son, it would have been wise for you to have ended fifteen minutes ago, when the Holy Ghost ended." And he shut down the meeting. So many people go beyond the Holy Spirit.

The Bee Gees, to us, was the three brothers. In Maurice's name, we would respect that and not be the Bee Gees anymore.

Chade, I know the Fool is strange. But I like it when he comes to talk to me. He speaks in riddles, and he insults me, and makes fun of me, and gives himself leave to tell me things he thinks I should do, like wash my hair, or not wear yellow. But (...) I like him. He mocks me, but from him, it seems a kindness. He makes me feel, well, important. That he could choose me to talk to.

Some speak of the savagery of beasts. I will ever prefer that to the thoughtless contempt some men have toward animals.

I loved that man as I have loved no one else. I do not say I loved him more than I love your mother. But that the way I loved him was different. But if you have heard there was anything improper in our bond, there was not. That was not what we were to one another. What we had went beyond that.

All cats talk however they want. To whomever they want. But only a rude human speaks out of turn. Be quiet.

If all of her was not enough for him, then let him have none of her and seek what he needed elsewhere.

I have to let you go,' he said in a cracked whisper. 'While I can. Leave me that, Fitz. That I broke the bond. That I did not take what was not mine.

You are not a man as ordinary men are. They think they have a right to all beasts; to hunt them and eat them, or to subjugate them and rule their lives. You know you have no such right to mastery. The horse that carries you will do so because he wishes to, as does the wolf that hunts beside you. You have a deeper sense of yourself in the world. You believe you have a right, not to rule it, but to be part of it. Predator or prey; there is no shame to being either one.

My blood will only buy you that fool's regard. I will pay a high price for you to be respected by a churl. Nothing bought with blood is worth having, young man.

It's not the sort of thing one asks of a friend. He hasn't offered, and I will not ask it. I will not tear him that way. I am trying to let go. I don't know how.

There are few things so tender as a man's dignity.

Young as I was, I still wondered what kind of man this was who, with one leg bandaged, could quell a room full of rough men with a look or a word.

He wished his own respect for her was enough to make her see her own worth, and he recognized the selfishness of that wish. He could not be her entire world