Quotes About Politeness

A properly socialized three-year-old is polite and engaging. She's also no pushover. She evokes interest from other children and appreciation from adults. She exists in a world where other kids welcome her and compete for her attention, and where adults are happy to see her, instead of hiding behind false smiles. She will be introduced to the world by people who are pleased to do so.

Politeness is the flower of humanity.

Berrynose." "Oh, thank you!

You're welcome.

The guy had no sense of decorum.

Good breeding differs, if at all, from high breeding only as it gracefully remembers the rights of others, rather than gracefully insists on its own rights.

A bore is a man who, when you ask him how he is, tells you.

As a child she had been taught it was rude to say no, unless she didn't mean it. If she was offered another piece of cake and she wanted it she was obliged to refuse out of politeness. And if she didn't want it she had to say yes, even if it choked her. It was involved but understandable.

no jokes about my poo.

Good manners are just a way of showing other people that we have respect for them.

There's no chivalry in culture any more. Sometimes you meet someone who everyone says is polite and you're like, 'Wow,' but then it's like, 'Hang on, isn't everyone supposed to be polite?'

No es mi intención ser impertinente. Yo sólo intento aprender.

Art requires neither complaisance nor politeness; nothing but faith, faith and freedom.

Charming, charming,' the lawyer said at intervals.

Last of all-final argument based on the national politeness — the folk of Rouen said to one another that it was only right to be civil in one's own house, provided there was no public exhibition of familiarity with the foreigner. Out of doors, therefore, citizen and soldier did not know each other; but in the house both chatted freely, and each evening the German remained a little longer warming himself at the hospitable hearth.

I should add, however, by way of justification of French politeness, that our fellow-countrymen are, when travelling, models of good manners in comparison with the abominable English, who seem to have been brought up in a stable, so careful are they not to discommode themselves in any way, while they always discommode their neighbors.

Once his workday is over, the worker is suddenly redeemed from the total contempt toward him that is so clearly implied by every aspect of the organization and surveillance of production, and finds himself seemingly treated like a grownup, with a great show of politeness, in his new role as a consumer.

He dialed the number. It was picked up on the third ring. "Good afternoon, Mr. Goldberg!" Reason one for his hesitation: The guy's voice gave him the heebie-jeebies. The man—he sounded really young—was unfailingly polite and spoke in exclamation points, as though he were trying out for an old-time musical. The sound chilled Goldberg. But there was more to it than that. There

Civility, politeness, it's like a cement in a society: binds it together. And when we lose it, then I think we all feel lesser and slightly dirty because of it.

A car is useless in New York essential everywhere else. The same with good manners.

I love the polite drivers in La Jolla. At an intersection . . . most expensive car goes first.

The English are polite by telling lies. The Americans are polite by telling the truth.

Ciara, there are certain things a man does not ask of a lady." "You are not asking." "Aye.

It is wise to apply the oil of refined politeness to the mechanism of friendship.