Quotes About Compliments

There are three ages of man: youth middle age and "Gee you look good."

There are three things that none of the young men of the present generation can do. They can't sit over their wine, they can't play at whist, and they can't pay a lady a compliment.

I hope Mr. Hartright will pay me no compliments,' said Miss Fairlie, as we all left the summer-house. 'May I venture to inquire why you express that hope?' I asked. 'Because I shall believe all that you say to me,' she answered, simply. In those few words she unconsciously gave me the key to her whole character; to that generous trust in others which, in her nature, grew innocently out of the sense of her own truth. I only knew it intuitively then. I know it by experience now.

Only fools imply compliments. The wise man comes right out with it, point-blank. Imply criticism--unless the criticized isn't within earshot.

Every man alone is sincere. At the entrance of a second person hypocrisy begins. We parry and fend the approach of our fellow man by compliments, by gossip, by amusements, by affairs. We cover up our thought from him under a hundred folds. I knew a man who, under a certain religious frenzy, cast off this drapery, and, omitting all compliments and commonplace, spoke to the conscience of every person he encountered, and that with great insight and beauty.

There are only three things women need in life: food, water, and compliments.

Women need food, water, and compliments That's right. And an occasional pair of shoes.

Testosterone has another important effect: It increases levels of dopamine, the feel-good chemical in the brain that mediates the reward network. Pay raises, compliments, sex, experiencing any kind of success—all result in increased levels of dopamine in the brain.

A man who does not love praise is not a full man.

The meanest, most contemptible kind of praise is that which first speaks well of a man, and then qualifies it with a but.

I don't think anyone gets bored of being called good-looking. We are all vain in one way or another.

Pretty?' I said, swivelling in the driver's seat to face him, 'you want to ask me out because I'm pretty?' 'Is there a problem with asking you out because you're pretty?' 'I think you blew it,' said Tiger with a grin. 'You should be asking her out because she's smart, witty, mature beyond her years and every moment in her company makes you want to be a better person - pretty of face should be at the bottom of the list.' 'Oh, blast,' said Perkins despondently. 'It should, shouldn't it?

Having other comedians complimenting my work is the biggest accolade that I can get.

I've received a lot of compliments. People come right up to me on the street. They recognize me.

I've never given my phone number to someone on the street, but when someone is a gentleman, I appreciate the compliments.

I do get stopped on the street, although rarely. And they always have something lovely to say.

Strictly's strength is its appeal to all the family. The greatest compliment I was paid during my stint was from a lady at Paddington station who told me that every time the programme came on her four-year-old son would demand: 'Where's that granny, Mummy? I want the granny to win.'

I think when you have your hair and makeup done, and there is good lighting, and you love your outfit - I think that's when you feel most sexy. But also, I think when you are working and people are complementing you, that you are doing a good job.

Compliments make you weak because they can trick you into thinking you've finished your journey when the heels of your boots aren't even worn down yet. Praise is a song to the ears but an enemy of improvement.

BARBARA: God, Deon, you look really good. You really . . . filled out. Nicely, I mean. You just look great. SHERIFF GILBEAU: Thanks. BARBARA: How 'bout me, don't I look good? SHERIFF GILBEAU: Yes, sorry, yes. You look great, too, just great.

He [Riptide] sighed. "I said, 'What are you doing all the way out here?' and you said, 'Hey, sparkling teeth, I totally love three of your claws but not the others, and I wish your nose was a herrig so I could eat it, and also your wings sound like sharks snoring.'" Tsunami burst out laughing.

Say she rail; why, I'll tell her plain She sings as sweetly as a nightingale. Say that she frown; I'll say she looks as clear As morning roses newly wash'd with dew. Say she be mute and will not speak a word; Then I'll commend her volubility, and say she uttereth piercing eloquence.

I'm not very good at explaining things," she said. "But I think you have beautiful eyes. I love the gold in them. I love that they're different from my eyes- I see mine all the time and I'm bored with them.

Marge, you're as pretty as Princess Leia and as smart as Yoda.