Quotes About Protocol

She must not swing her arms as though they were dangling ropes; she must not switch herself this way and that; she must not shout; and she must not, while wearing her bridal veil, smoke a cigarette

Yes, royals know how to do things beyond counting our twelve toes.

Prince Albert was gazing out of the window into the dark streets. Grace's eyes locked with Prince Albert's and she immediately sank into curtsey. On rising, she blushed to see that he was nodding in acknowledgment and smiling. Not knowing what else to do, she curtseyed again, and while her knee was still bent, the traffic eased and the royal carriage moved off.

Never, ever ask a former clergyman to say the blessing over a holiday dinner. Not if you like your dinner warm, anyway.

When it comes to attractive females my policy has always been to nod first and ask questions later.

A girl chatting to Prince Charles at an unemployment training centre confided in HRH about the friendliness of 'raves'. She told him, if he was interested, that everyone puts their arms around each other. To which the prince replied: 'Ah, one does not have to be introduced.' Independent, 1993

Words aren't just sounds or shapes. They're meaning. That's what language is: a protocol for transferring meaning. When you learn English, you train your brain to react in a particular way to particular sounds. As it turns out, the protocol can be hacked.

Good manners open the closed doors; bad manners close the open doors!

Their business here was over then, and they all knew it; the magic moment had arrived when it was understood that nothing more would be established, discovered, or decided today. But the meeting, having once begun, must drag on for several long more hours before it could be ended. The engines of protocol had enormous inertial mass; once set in motion they took forever to grind to a stop.

Manners,[...] are severely underappreciated in my opinion". "Oh?" "Where practiced well, they remove the probability that someone in my position will be forced to go through the effort of killing someone in yours. Believe that on occasion that much death can become tedious.

The two of them shook hands the regular way. The old-school way.

For heaven's sake, if you don't know someone's name, just pretend you do. Do that thing everyone else does, where you vaguely say, "Nice to see you!" and make weak eye contact.

When you walk behind officials, Follow at a proper distance. When you enter a man's house. And he's busy with someone before you, Sit with your hand over your mouth. Do not ask him for anything, Only do as he tells you, Beware of rushing to the table Be weighty and very dignified, Do not speak of secret things, Who hides his thought shields himself. Do not say things recklessly, When you sit with one who's hostile.

The Protocol. Silence. A choice made generations ago to wipe out violence, but that had also succeeded in wiping out joy, laughter, and love. It had made the Psy an emotionless, robotic race that excelled in business and technology but produced no forms of art, no great music, no works of literature.

When, in a desperate attempt to save their people from the twin scourges of murder and insanity, the Psy race decided to embrace the Silence Protocol and eliminate emotion from their lives, it was by no means an easy decision.

grand that he had the right to keep his hat on in the presence chamber of the king.

It was best to approach royalty with answers, not questions.

How are you? My father could say this quicker than anybody. He was always the first to say how are you, provided the occasion called for it, and he saw his chance. Thanks to this skill, he was made ambassador to England ...

It was one of those parties where you cough twice before you speak and then decide not to say it after all.

Don't lick the guests, darling. Bad manners.

The trick to going wherever you want unchallenged in a hospital is to walk briskly, nod to the people you know, and ignore the ones you don't. The nod reassures everyone that you are known, the brisk pace that you have a mission and don't want to talk.

Vampire politics make the very complicated dance of manners that is werewolf protocol look like the Hokey Pokey.

As hospitality demanded the invitation, courtesy demanded acceptance

So Stapes conducted a dinner for just the two of us, then informed me of a dozen small but important mistakes I had made. Setting down a dirty utensil was considered crude, for example. That meant it was perfectly acceptable to lick one's knife clean. In fact, if you didn't want to dirty your napkin it was the only seemly thing to do.