Quotes About Etiquette

Now, it is well known, that a man may with more impunity be guilty of an actual breach either of real good breeding or of good morals, than appear ignorant of the most minute point of fashionable etiquette.

This is the sort of English up with which I will not put.

I don't speak Japanese, I don't know anything about Japanese business or Japanese culture. Apart from sushi. But I can't exactly go up to him and say Sushi! out of the blue. It would be like going up to a top American businessman and saying, T-bone steak!

Oh, this shouldn't be allowed. There should be a rule which says that people you've met in the gym should never meet you in real life.

I have no idea what to say next. I don't speak Japanese, I don't know anything about Japanese business or Japanese culture. Apart from sushi. But I can't exactly go up to him and say Sushi! out of the blue. It would be like going up to a top American businessman and saying T-bone steak!

When I was your age, if a boy behaved badly, one simply scored his name out from one's dance card. (Sadie Lancaster - to Lara Lington)

swivel around wildly and finally spot Minnie. She's balanced on a stone bench, tussling with Suze's son Wilfrid over a red plastic truck. "Pleeease!" she's yelling crossly. "Pleeease!" Now, to my horror, she starts hitting Wilfrid with the truck, yelling with each blow: "Please! Please! Please!" The trouble is, Minnie hasn't really absorbed the spirit of the word "please.

I'm not some plastic dolly bird. This is all me! She gestures over her impressive body. Apart from my boobs. But it's only polite to have your boobs done. It's only manners.

I was re-reading The Gracious Hostess last night, and it says that even if your guest is annoying you, you must behave with charm and decorum. Well, fine. I can be charming. I can be decorative.

I don't know anything about Japanese business or Japanese culture. Apart from sushi.

He was so excessively polite that Wallendar suspected he had endured many humiliations in his life.

Life in clubs is no paltry sign of the times we live in. Here gentlemen gamble with others whom they would not dream of inviting to their homes.

Civilized life exacts its toll.

In some company it's perfectly all right to prick your finger, but very bad form to finger your prick.

Life could have been way easier if we can just use "Please, do not disturb" sign in our social lives!

It's not about being educated, it's about being civilised.

If you drink the good wine of the noble countess, you have to entertain her less desirable friends.

You know it's the 21st Century when someone TEXTS you from the washroom to ask you to bring them a roll of toilet paper.

In a company of children and grown-ups, the latter are those who should demonstrate good manners and always let the children speak first.

In the West, of course, God has been dead for some time. What remains is religion as social belief, which is at best a moral code and at worst social etiquette.

Who depends on another man's table often dines late.

Shall I show him in or tell him to go find a short and unpleasant route to hell?

We don't seem to be good at integrating novelties with our social lives, do we? The world of the etiquette book fell to pieces at the end of the last century, and there has been no code of manners to tell us how to deal with anything invented since. Not even rules for an individualist to break, which is itself another blow at freedom. Rather a pity, don't you think?

Would you like a cup of tea?" asked Julia, who had enough breeding to know that at all emergencies—birth, death or defeat—cups of tea must at once be offered.