Quotes About Politeness

No real gentleman will tell the naked truth in the presence of ladies.

I was back to being polite, the well-tempered paranoid. I didn't have much of a choice. If I wasn't polite, they could stick me with those needles or put me back in that little room or take away my visitor privileges or any number of other things. Besides, there didn't seem to be any urgency or anything to be gained by not being polite, the way there had been before. So I was polite. There was time.

I was back to being polite, the well-tempered paranoid. I didn't have much choice. If I wasn't polite, they could stick me with those needles or put me back in that little room or take away my visitor privileges or any number of other things. Besides, there didn't seem any urgency or anything to be gained by not being polite, the way there had been before. So I was polite. There was time.

Come at once if convenient—if inconvenient come all the same. S.H.

Count Sylvius, We give you best, Holmes. I believe you are the devil himself. Not far from him, at any rate, Holmes answered witha polite smile.

Politeness is to human nature what warmth is to wax.

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

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

Curious how Love destroys every vestige of that politeness which the human race, in its years of evolution, has so painfully acquired.

There was a high standard of politeness; Jefferson once remarked that politeness was artificial good humor, a valuable preservative of peace and tranquillity. Wenching

I was raised to be polite, but not to suffer bullshit.

I'd been raised by my parents to believe barfing your feelings on other people was the height of impoliteness...

You are truly classy if you manage to speak politely in spite of anger boiling inside you.

I love polite people, late September, weeping mortar, and my fantastic fands (fans/friends)

Here's the thing about middle-class people. They pretend not to look, but they do. They're too polite to actually stare. Instead, they do this weird thing of catching sight of Will in their field of vision and then determinedly not looking at him. Until he's gone past, at which point their gaze flickers toward him, even while they remain in conversation with someone else. They won't talk about him, though. Because that would be rude.

her. "No, thank you, Mrs. Cordoza. You get along. I'm just

Here's the thing about middle-class people. They pretend not to look, but they do. They were too polite to actually stare. Instead, they did this weird thing of catching sight of Will in their field of vision and then determinedly not looking at him. Until he'd gone past, at which point their gaze would flicker towards him, even while they remained in conversation with someone else. They wouldn't talk about him, though. Because that would be rude.

Here's the thing about middle-class people. They pretend not to look, but they do. They're too polite to actually stare. Instead, they do this weird thing of catching sight of Will in their field of vision and then determinedly not looking at him. Until he's gone past, at which point their gaze flickers toward him, even while they remain in conversation with someone else. They won't talk about him, though. Because that would be rude. As

He has an innate sense of courtesy, the kind of man who will instictively open a door for a woman, not because he's making some kind of chivalrous gesture but because it wouldn't occur to him not to open the door if someone needed to go through it.

And yet something—perhaps an English predisposition not to appear rude, not to make a fuss, even if it does end up in your untimely murder—propels her forward.

more decorous manner

He sat down and said, "Thank you.

If you'd blush saying something in person, don't write it.

Good manners is the art of making those people easy with whom we converse. Whoever makes the fewest people uneasy is the best bred in the room.