Quotes About Respect

Fame is something which must be won; honor, only something which must not be lost.

as pessoas comuns têm profundo respeito ante os especialistas de todo o género. Ignoram que quem faz de um assunto a sua profissão não ama o assunto em si, e sim o lucro que ele lhe dá; e que aquele que ensina um assunto raras vezes o conhece a fundo, porque para aquele que o estuda a fundo não resta, em geral, tempo para dedicar-se ao ensino.

The way to keep down hatred and contempt is certainly not to look for a man's alleged dignity, but, on the contrary, to regard him as an object of pity.

Never combat any man's opinion; for though you reached the age of Methuselah, you would never have done setting him right upon all the absurd things that he believes. It is also well to avoid correcting people's mistakes in conversation, however good your intentions may be; for it is easy to offend people, and difficult, if not impossible to mend them.

Pessoas comuns, ao contrário, têm profundo respeito por especialistas de qualquer tipo. Elas não sabem que aqueles que fazem de um assunto sua profissão não amam o assunto, mas os seus ganhos.

Ehrwürdig ist die Wahrheit; nicht was ihr entgegensteht.

Politeness. Obedience. Loyalty. Intelligence. Courtesy. Efficiency.

The crowd made room for the press respectfully. It knew that without the journalists and photographers the massacre would be erased and the dead would truly die. So the bodies were offered to them, in hope and anger. A banquet of death.

He addressed Anjum without looking at her: "Do you have police permission to be here? Everybody must have permission to be here." She towered over him. His refusal to meet her eye meant he was squarely addressing her breasts.

You felt the need to say hello. Indeed, it seemed impolite not to do so.

He was surrounded and supported by family at all times, and he was revered—not in spite of his age but because of it. He was consulted on all important matters—marriages, land disputes, business decisions—and occupied a place of high honor in the family. When we ate, we served him first. When young people came into his home, they bowed and touched his feet in supplication.

Benzel had a way of looking at people that let them know he was really looking at them. He was several inches taller than my parents, but he made sure to sit at eye level. He turned his seat away from the computer and planted himself directly in front of them. He did not twitch or fidget or even react when my father talked. He had that midwesterner's habit of waiting a beat after people have spoken before speaking himself, in order to see if they are really done.

The veneration of elders may be gone, but not because it has been replaced by veneration of youth. It's been replaced by veneration of the independent self.

But I said nothing of such things when I asked my patient's permission to do his line.

Whereas today people often understate their age to census takers, studies of past censuses have revealed that they used to overstate it. The dignity of old age was something to which everyone aspired.

He said he was well, and I did not press for details.

Dressing somebody is easier than letting them dress themselves. It takes less time. It's less aggravation. So unless supporting people's capabilities is made a priority, the staff ends up dressing people like they're rag dolls. Gradually, that's how everything begins to go. The tasks come to matter more than the people.

Here? I asked with my eyes, not wanting to undermine my patient's confidence any further.

At the Serima Mission, in Victoria Province, I am shown around by an enchantingly pretty African nun called Sister Balbina...She cannot be more than 25, and has the most delightful figure. How poignant that she should have dedicated her life in this way. When we come to the bell tower, I ask her to climb up the ladder in front of me.It was rather a caddish request, I suppose, but I had often wondered. Black petticoats and pink knickers. To think I had to come all this way to find out.

I write for those women who do not speak, for those who do not have a voice because they were so terrified, because we are taught to respect fear more than ourselves. We've been taught that silence would save us, but it won't.

For we have been socialized to respect fear more than our own needs for language and definition, and while we wait in silence for that final luxury of fearlessness, the weight of that silence will choke us.

It is not our differences that divide us. It is our inability to recognize, accept, and celebrate those differences.

Revolution is not a one-time event. It is becoming always vigilant for the smallest opportunity to make a genuine change in established, outgrown responses; for instance, it is learning to address each other's difference with respect.

We can train ourselves to respect our feelings and to transpose them into a language so they can be shared.