Quotes About Etiquette

Unmarried Lady Sorts of Things By Lady Olivia Bevelstoke, Unmarried Lady Wear pastel colors (and be quite glad if you possess the correct complexion for such hues). Smile and keep your opinions to yourself (with whatever success you are able). Do what your parents tell you to do. Accept the consequences when you don't. Find a husband who won't bother to tell you what to do.

He let out a grim laugh. Nothing could have been further from the truth. God only knew how long it was going to take for his traitorous body to settle down enough to escort her to supper. Oh yes, that would be genteel. Here, take my arm, but do ignore my raging erection. Someone really needed to invent a better pair of breeches.

Do young ladies still need permission to waltz?" Daphne found herself smiling at his discomfort. "How long have you been away?" "Five years. Do they?" "Yes." "Do you have it?" He looked almost pained at the prospect of his escape plan falling apart. "Of course.

Well!" Mrs. Featherington huffed. "I never!" "No," Anthony replied. "You always.

I don't mean to be rude'- always a precursor to rudeness of the most offensive sort

Since you dismissed your maid," he said, "I suppose it will be up to me to undress you." "That is most chivalrous of you, my lord.

Oh, we're playing nice now? Shall we have tea first? Brew up a nice pot of kiss-my-ass?

Armand was just dumbfounded by the almost universal habit in U.S. academic circles of signing exchanges with "Best." "Who is best?" he asked us. "Why are they best?")

Amateur grammar snobs are a lot like amateur gynecologists—they're everywhere, they're all too eager to offer their services, and they're anything but gentle.

In the context of tragedy, all polite behavior is self-denial.

Were you born in a barn? I must have been, mom asked me so often... You would've thought she would know if anyone did!

The guards had asked the Doctor to please wait in the hallway until Mr McCavity had time to see him. So it seemed only polite, the Doctor thought, to wait until they had gone before he wandered off to explore the house.

After you then, buddy. Youth before beauty

Ladies from fine old Imperial families shouldn't sleep in tents and shit in ditches. Exactly what they were supposed to do all day nobody had quite figured out yet; be put away in cupboards when not in use seemed to be the prevailing opinion.

I don't do interviews without a collared shirt.

Lesson one, introduce yourself to everyone when you walk into a room. Don't act like you're too bougie to say, 'Hello.'

There's a big etiquette thing with wrestling, but every day you come in, you shake everybody's hand, you introduce yourself, you say hello.

They drink with impunity, or anybody who invites them.

I never invite idiots to my house.

If he invited you out, he's got to pay.

The custom of going to a party only when we have been invited is a necessary, attractive, decent way for a party to evolve.

I am not this kind of person who gatecrashes events. I only go to places where I am invited.

It is not respectful to dance with people you don't know when invited to someone else's home.

There's a lot involved in going to the bathroom for women.