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Quotes About Hospitality

Talking to hosts and asking them, 'What does Airbnb mean to you?'... I get amazingly heartfelt stories about the people that they met, about the money that they earned, about the mindset of empowerment they got through this and how they then applied that to their own business.
~ Nathan Blecharczyk
Lord Jesus, as it would please you bring me someone today whom I can serve.
~ Richard J. Foster
Yes," she says, still smiling at me. "It's the one in the little cups." "Great. I'll take four of those." She raises one eyebrow at me. "Let me guess. You're a late riser or you tied one on last night." "Yes and yes. I had a little accident and my hosts didn't have Vicodin, so I had to make do with bourbon." "Sounds a lot like my house. Only we always have Vicodin around.
~ Richard Kadrey
Anyone who thinks small towns are friendlier than big cities lives in a big city.
~ Richard Peck
Anybody who thinks small towns are friendlier than big cities lives in a big city.
~ Richard Peck
Dear Forgiveness, I saved a plate for you. Quit milling around the yard and come inside.
~ Richard Siken
Men need their personal cooks because the guarantee of an evening meal frees them to spend the day doing what they want, and allows them to entertain other men. They can find opportunities for sexual interactions more easily than they can find a food provider.
~ Richard W. Wrangham
I?ve seen you too. Ozera. Crispin, right?? ?Christian,? corrected Lissa. ?Right.? .... ?So what brings you and Christopher here?? asked Blake. He finished a glass of something amber colored and set it down beside the new drink. ?Christian,? said Christian. .... Blake gave her puppy-dog eyes. ?But you just got here! I was hoping we could get to know each other.? It went without saying what he meant by that. ?Oh. And Kreskin too.
~ Richelle Mead
Nah. I helped when I ate everything on my plate. No mess that way." He paused. "And yes, you're welcome.
~ Richelle Mead
There are no strangers in here, just friends you haven't met...
~ Roald Dahl
finest and fattest ducks and geese, plucked and ready for roasting! And up above, dangling from the rafters, there must have been at least a hundred smoked hams and fifty sides of bacon!
~ Roald Dahl
Thank you so much for the tea.' The
~ Roald Dahl
dinner – the Badgers, the Moles, the Rabbits and the Weasels. Tell her it will be a truly great feast. And tell her the
~ Roald Dahl
A church is an organization that exists for the benefit of nonmembers.
~ Rob Bell
Whether you stay a night or a year. Yours without invitation, yours to come and go without bothering to say hello or good-bye. Although I hope it will suit you to say hello to me frequently.
~ Robert A. Heinlein
See you when tea is hot.
~ Robert Anton Wilson
What do you do about people who don't like having your dog in their lap when they come to visit?" Farrell said. "We assume there is something wrong with them," Susan said. "And we try to help them.
~ Robert B. Parker
No trouble at all. Mother's gone back to bed, and she won't be doing any cooking—I was only going to set out some cold cuts and make some coffee. If that's all right with you." "Well——
~ Robert Bloch
Mentre ci allontanavamo sull'automobile ho ricordato con infinita gratitudine le gentilezze ricevute in quelle brutte casette, e fra la comunità inglese in generale. Gentilezze del genere sono facili da dimenticare e impossibili da ricambiare: bisogna essere ricchi per offrire in Inghilterra lo stesso grado di ospitalità che equivale a due lenzuola pulite e a un bagno dopo un viaggio in Persia.
~ Robert Byron
Waiters and busboys flowed in and out of the kitchen, and walked on tightropes between the tables.
~ Robert Crais
The new guy smiled and put out a hand the size of a king crab. "Brad Carter. You're Mr. Cole?" "Yes, sir. Elvis Cole." He clutched my hand like a king crab, too. "Thanks
~ Robert Crais
Thanks, Lyle. It's good to be here." Mr. Sincerity.
~ Robert Crais
He asked with the eyes more than the lips for a shelter for the night
~ Robert Frost
A Time to Talk When a friend calls to me from the road And slows his horse to a meaning walk, I don't stand still and look around On all the hills I haven't hoed, And shout from where I am, What is it? No, not as there is a time to talk. I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground, Blade-end up and five feet tall, And plod: I go up to the stone wall For a friendly visit.
~ Robert Frost