Quotes About Hospitality

He who fails to please in his salutation and address is at once rejected, and never obtains an opportunity of showing his latest excellences or essential qualities.

Service Excellence eats discount and rebate for breakfast.

My background has been very helpful for this experience. But everyone was so accommodating because they knew it's not the most comfortable position to be the new kid.

That which chiefly causes the failure of a dinner-party, is the running short--not of meat, nor yet of drink, but of conversation.

We have forgotten how to be good guests, how to walk lightly on the earth as its other creatures do.

Offer your soul and wealth to your friend, offer your equity and fairness for your enemy, and offer your courtesy and charity for people. Greet people so that they will greet you.

Lent, which seems so long, is short at other men's tables.

He is as welcome as the first day in Lent.

It is law that guests must be fed before the host's curiosity.

He was unfailingly polite, offering food and wine, a bedroll, but he did not linger. What did I expect? I had loosed my wrath on him as if I were my father. One more thing that I had ruined.

Beulah, peel me a grape.

Any time you got nothing to do - and lots of time to do it - come on up.

One more drink and I'll be under the host.

Ten men waiting for me at the door? Send one of them home, I'm tired.

Listen to me, Ria. It will be different when you and I have a home. It will be a real home, one that people will want to come running back to.

Liz pulled her best china from the top cupboard. "I invited Cecilly because she has nowhere else to go," she said. "It's Christmas. People shouldn't be alone at Christmas. It's not right." "It's not right that we're stuck with her, either," Holly muttered, but Mom didn't hear.

Gretta sits herself down at the table. Robert has arranged everything she needs: a plate, a knife, a bowl with a spoon, a pat of butter, a jar of jam. It is in such small acts of kindness that people know they are loved.

Maggie Shayne

Let none with scorn a suppliant meet, Or from the door untended spurn A dog; an outcast kindly treat; And so thou shalt be blest in turn.

I know who opens the door to the jasmine tree as it makes our dreams blossom for the evening's guests.

Like a small coffeehouse on the street of exiles That is love, it opens its doors to all.

Adiós," she added in Spanish, "I have no house only a shadow. But whenever you are in need of a shadow, my shadow is yours." "Thank you." "Sank you." "Not sank you, Señora Gregorio, thank you." "Sank you.

welcome sign that shouted: "We love visitors in Sunshine, Texas! Stay for a while—we'll make you smile!" Underneath that horrible threat was the number of idiots who lived here: 403. I was already claustrophobic. I preferred big cities with their bad drivers, polluted skies, shitty attitudes, and endless cheap motel and diner options.

Wenn Gott in Jesus Christus Raum in der Welt beansprucht, – und sei es nur in einem Stalle, weil »sonst kein Raum in der Herberge« war – so fasst er in diesem engen Raum zugleich die ganze Wirklichkeit der Welt zusammen und offenbart ihren letzten Grund.