Quotes About Etiquette

The hardest situation to pick up a girl in is ... in church and in Morocco on Ramadan. On Ramadan or one of those religious days? Try to pick up a girl is bananas.

I believe that treating other people well is a lost art.

I don't know if people have gotten ruder or if my tolerance level has declined.

I am a stickler for good manners, and I believe that treating other people well is a lost art. In the workplace, at the dinner table, and walking down the street--we are confronted with choices on how to treat people nearly every waking moment. Over time these choices define who we are and whether we have a lot of friends and allies or none.

never pick up a baby to kiss it, trent said. they always puke on you, and somebody always gets a picture. always kiss the baby in the mom's arms.

Sir didn't mean anything, Kelly knew. When in doubt, a Marine would call a lightpole "Sir." He

Kavad himself, if obliged to fight on a Jewish holy day, had been known to request his adversaries for a temporary truce.

She] was not nearly so intrusive. If she happened to observe the comings and goings of her friends out of the corner of her eye (which she could hardly fail to do, given the nature of her favorite sitting-place) and chanced to be able to remember when she had seen them and where they had been going, it was simply a tribute to her keen powers of observation and recall. Conscious spying was beneath her altogether.

As was usual in Tilling, the presence of the Wyses curbed the tongued and improved the manner of those around them...A silence generally fell on the company after Mr. Wyse had finished speaking, his language was so fine, so Augustan that it seemed a pity to defile its memory with effusions in the sugar tongue.

You can't treat royalty like people with normal perverted desires.

Chater: You dare to call me that. I demand satisfaction! Septimus: Mrs Chater demanded satisfaction and now you are demanding satisfaction. I cannot spend my time day and night satisfying the demands of the Chater family.

You know, the kind who know Jesus by His first name, but out of politeness never use it even to His face.

I'm Heed Cosey. And you are?" "Junior. But you can call me June." "Oh, dear," said Heed, and batted her lashes as if someone had spilled red wine on pale velvet: sorry, of course, and no fault, of course, but difficult to clean nonetheless.

There's an old Army officer tradition. When you leave a post, you write 'ppc' on the back of your business card and pin it to the officers' club bulletin board or similar public place. 'Ppc' is an acronym for a French term pour prendre conge, in English, 'to take leave.' It was our final departing courtesy

With every task she asked for instructions so that she would not offend Abigail with different ways of doing things that might imply her hostess was in the wrong. Abigail was the sort of woman who thought that way.

Our young people, raised under the old rules of courtesy, never indulged in the present habit of talking incessantly and all at the same time. To do so would have been not only impolite, but foolish; for poise, so much admired as a social grace, could not be accompanied by restlessness. Pauses were acknowledged gracefully and did not cause lack of ease or embarrassment.

One invited artists to social events, but only for the pleasure of their company. To invite singers or dancers to perform for their supper was inexpressively vulgar, and deserved a prompt and stinging rebuke.

No cook can ignore the opinion of a man who asks for three helpings. One is politeness, two is hunger, but three is a true and cherished compliment.

Nick demonstrated twenty-three ways of communicating without words by fanning himself with a napkin. "This one means oops, your fly is open, sir, and if you lower the fan a little and look at someone over the top of it, it means wow, I'd like to marry you. But if you do it the other way around, it means ha ha, we are now at war with Spain.

Not saying hello is something I don't understand. The problem with ignoring others while traveling in remote wilderness areas, besides being characterized as brash and unmannerly, is that you never know who you might need to call upon for help.

How many sandwiches did you eat at some thing like this? There were nearly twenty more on the trays. Did you leave some for propriety sake? She hadn't touched them. Wait, were they decorative?

It is impossible to practice parliamentary politics without having patience, decency, politeness and courtesy.

Money doesn't buy class.

Some people pay a compliment as if they expected a receipt.