Quotes About Flattery

Imitation is flattery, and The Hills Have Eyes is a classic.

Imitation is the sincerest form of show business.

With imitation being the sincerest form of flattery, I went out there and wanted to be Shawn Michaels 2.

Immigration is the sincerest form of flattery.

I have a horrible capacity to be unctuous to people I want to impress.

The world of this is a load of crap. You get all these bloody people, so incredibly sycophantic.

For there is no faithfulness in their mouth; their inward part is very wickedness; their throat is an open sepulchre; they flatter with their tongue.

It's obviously flattering when somebody likes something one is doing. But at the same time, I get embarrassed about it. It's the 'I'm not worthy syndrome.'

Thank you, people who say 'Wow, you're really photogenic,' for not saying what you really mean: 'Wow, you're really ugly in person.'

The problem with making movies is that you have to devote so much of your life to fawning and flattering the men in suits, whereas that doesn't happen in books. You just go and write, and then the book comes out.

The public wants work which flatters its illusions.

The morality of art consists, for everyone, in the side that flatters its own interests. People do not like literature.

Suck up with subtlety.

No matter how happily a woman may be married, it always pleases her to discover that there is a nice man who wishes that she were not.

It is possible to be below flattery as well as above it. One who trusts nobody will not trust sycophants. One who does not value real glory will not value its counterfeit.

[On Napoleon:] The Emperor is too grand for anybody to tell him the truth, everybody who surrounds him flatters him all day long.

I can't stand looking at those nasty, smiling, yes-men. They'll say yes to an August snowstorm and agree to fish growing on a cherry tree. If I run into someone like that, I just want to smear honey all over him and let the bees have a picnic.

When Polina Molotova, mistress of the perfume industry, boasted to Stalin that she was wearing her latest product, Red Moscow, Stalin sniffed: 'That's why you smell so nice,' he said.

You look like a hot tamale." "That's not really a compliment.

A compliment is a statement of an agreeable truth; flattery is a statement of an agreeable untruth.

O eloquent, just, and mighty Death! whom none could advise, thou hast persuaded; what none hath dared, thou hast done; and whom all the world hath flattered, thou only hast cast out of the world and despised. Thou hast drawn together all the farstretched greatness, all the pride, cruelty, and ambition of man, and covered it all over with these two narrow words, Hic jacet!

He who cannot love must learn to flatter.

I think people love to be noticed, they love to feel included. A lot of people are flattered if you, you know, if you make jokes about them, or I think because it means they're known.

Love of another is merely empty flattery and self-deception for one who cannot accept himself without pretense.