Quotes About Hospitality

The innkeeper loves a drunkard, but not for a son-in-law.

I remember when I used to sit on hospital beds and hold people?s hands, people used to be shocked because they?d never seen this before. To me it was quite normal.

Love lodged in a woman's breast, Is but a guest

Let me live in a house by the side of the road and be a friend to man.

The ornament of a house is the friends who frequent it.

Better is a dinner of herbs where love is than a fattened ox and hatred with it (Proverbs 15:17).

Ask not the name of him who asks you for a bed. It is especially he whose name is a burden to him, who has need of an asylum (room).

Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins. Offer hospitality to one another without grumbling (1 Peter 4:8-9).

My mother used to say that there are no strangers, only friends you haven't met yet. She's now in a maximum security twilight home in Australia.

Spread love everywhere you go: First of all in your own house... let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier. Be the living expression of God's kindness; kindness in your face, kindness in your eyes, kindness in your smile, kindness.

Strangers are just friends I haven't met yet.

Help the stranger for it might be God, Jesus, or the Devil. If the devil is mad at you where else do you have to go?

Evelyn slapped Raymond on the back with a laugh. You must be starved old friend. Come into my apartments, and we'll suffer through a deep breakfast of pure sunlight.

The first day one is a guest, the second a burden, and the third a pest.

Big cities can have big hearts.

Surely a pretty woman never looks prettier than when making tea.

Open your heart - open it wide; someone is standing outside

Piper helped out at the counter as a steady stream of customers came in throughout the morning. They bought bags of powdered beignets, French almond croissants, and rings of buttery pastry with praline filling and caramel icing sprinkled with sweet southern pecans.

She waved me to a plaid couch in the middle of the living room floor. I eased down and looked around the sorry place. The odor of stale turnip greens was so thick, it seemed like it was seeping through the walls. Every piece of furniture looked like it belonged in the city dump, especially a chair with no legs facing the couch...If Betty Jean hadn't been so cheerful, I would have felt sorry for her.

I hope I did not offend Miss Nightingale by complaining about the rat," said the countess. "I like her very much. Miss Nightingale, I mean, not the rat.

Diana held Patrick's hand and settled him on the sofa between herself and her husband. I sat facing them and the closed door to the hallway beyond. We all had a cool drink and continued to talk. I could hardly believe my eyes as I watched Patrick nestled on the sofa between the most famous couple in the world. As I carried on my conversation with the royal pair, I kept thinking, "I can't believe this! I simply can't believe this!

Just go into any 'home cooking' restaurant in any town you're visiting. If the menu lists macaroni and cheese as a vegetable-- you know you're in the South.

Have a biscuit, Lumawoo.

Have you heard," he said "that many of our people believe if you know five colloquial expressions in their tribal language, they must always provide you with nourishment and shelter? But-" He paused as though to make sure she was paying attention. "But if you know fewer than five, they owe you not even a sip of water." She nodded, understanding his point, but he pressed it. "Learn those five phrases, Miss Sweeney," he said.