Quotes About Etiquette

A true gentleman is one that apologizes anyways, even though he has not offended a lady intentionally. He is in a class all of his own because he knows the value of a woman's heart.

No young woman of good breeding should show exclusive partiality to one partner all night.

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Gentleman: An imaginary creature found in Jane Austen novels.

Agent Smith, a lady is never late, everyone is simply early." I said back, paraphrasing something I saw on a 20/20 special. "Well, a lady isn't exactly what they are expecting.

They can't hang outside my hotel or come to the gym and stare at me for a half hour and expect me to be like, 'Cool. Awesome.'

Men need to be with women otherwise I don't think they really know how to behave. They'll just stare at me and it's awkward, so I scramble around in my mind to say the rudest things I can think of just to get something out of them.

I think it's bad when people start booing between serves.

There's nothing more frustrating than when fans use a nickname. That's like people you don't know using names from people that you're intimate with. Like if my mom has a nickname and a fan finds it out and starts using it, that's creepy.

I was chef to the French Presidents between '56 and '59, finished with de Gaulle, and during de Gaulle I remember serving Eisenhower, Nehru, Tito, Macmillan; those were the heads of state at the time. I never saw anyone. No one would ever, ever, ever come to the kitchen. You couldn't even see them.

There is no easy way to ask serious-minded men and women who hold high office, and who have matters of state on their mind, 'Do you mind if I take a quick selfie?'

God is being siphoned out of the public arena. People don't even say God bless you when you sneeze anymore. I want to be able to lay a Merry Christmas on someone without its feeling like a political statement.

Can I get a mochaccino?': a statement that, for many, is worse than any number of nails down a blackboard. Not on account of the coffee - most of us drink Ventis aplenty these days - rather it's the 'can I get?' - three words that regularly top the list of British bugbears.

I'm always concerned that I'm insulting the elder statesmen on the set by my crass behavior.

One notable feature is that English doesn't have much of a system for expressing relative social status.

The Queen has stayed with me in the sense that she lets people come to her. She doesn't feel like she has to go out. I mean, she doesn't have to anyway because of her rank and her position, but she doesn't have to overdo it.

I could never turn to a guy and a girl and ask, 'Are you going steady?' That was absolutely a no-no - it was the Eisenhower period, and no parent wanted their kid going steady, so it wasn't a thing that you could endorse as proper behavior on the air.

Gone are the days when a gentleman lightly took your hand in his and brushed his lips across it, or tipped his hat to acknowledge you as he chivalrously stepped aside to let you pass.

Be not extravagantly high in expression of thy commendations of men thou likest, it may make the hearer's stomach rise.

Education begins a gentleman, conversation completes him.

Dialect words are those terrible marks of the beast to the truly genteel.

Because, as we are told—a sad old joke, too— Ghosts, like the ladies, never speak till spoke to.

In truth, politeness is artificial good humor, it covers the natural want of it, and ends by rendering habitual a substitute nearly equivalent to the real virtue.

Nothing is stranger or more ticklish than a relationship between people who know each other only by sight, who meet and observe each other daily - no hourly - and are nevertheless compelled to keep up the pose of an indifferent stranger, neither greeting nor addressing each other, whether out of etiquette or their own whim.