Quotes About Compliments

And on she went about the room, serving food and compliments, fixing every guest with that strange piercing gaze of hers, so that by the time she finished and was ready to do her demonstration, everyone obediently swung their knees in her direction, their faces attentive, ready to be sold Tupperware, as if a firm but fair teacher had taken control of a rowdy classroom.

She looks embarrassed, sitting on that stool, to be who she is now. She seems pained by all the compliments Muriel's colleagues are giving her. Success rests more easily on men.

She was the type who could not take a compliment. If he told her she looked nice, she'd give the reason instead of saying thank you. But he was the type who could not give a compliment, so he just said hello and let her in.

I am not accustomed to the language of eulogy. I have never studied the art of paying compliments to women. But I must say, that if all that has been said by orators and poets since the creation of the world in praise of women were applied to the women of America, it would not do them justice.

No one had ever said such things to her before. People were intimidated by her self-possession and no-nonsense demeanor. No man would ever dream of calling her adorable, sweet, darling... and certainly no one had ever made her feel that way.

We could never understand why the girls cared so much about being mature, or why they felt compelled to compliment each other, but sometimes, after one of us had read a long portion of the diary out loud, we had to fight back the urge to hug one another or to tell each other how pretty we were. We felt the imprisonment of being a girl, the way it made your mind active and dreamy, and how you ended up knowing which colors went together.

In terms of being smart, Libby is very, very pretty.

It is so easy to notice things about people and tell them. I don't know why people don't just give out compliments every single day.

Whenever it was spring break, someone would always have a guitar down at the beach, and they'd play a random song, and I'd sing. Eventually, hearing compliments from people saying I sounded pretty good stuck with me.

It's funny: most people who recognize me on the subway and stuff - it's much more they think of me as a funny guy. I get much more of people telling me how much I make them laugh, actually. Which is nice.

When you hear from other players and they're telling you you're the best pitcher in baseball, that makes you feel really good.

You know you are getting old when people tell you how good you look.

All I do is lie, and that has made me immune to compliments.

Their compliments were almost universal, their warnings few, if dire. Wine was a force for good, a substance that enabled people to relax while simultaneously elevating their minds, inspiring drinkers to "laughter and wisdom and prudence and learning.

I am very happy to say I look just like my dad. But mothers always think their children are prettier than they really are, and mine has always told me I look like Tom Cruise.

My mom used to make sure we stayed dressed nice going to church. And when you're young, and people compliment you, you want to keep that feeling. You want to keep that vibe, that energy. Because it makes you feel good. And then clothes make you feel good too.

Just don't let the hype of what people are saying and how much they love you, y'know, just take the compliment and be thankful that people are complimenting you, but don't let it consume you; don't let your circumstances around you and the way people view you make you act a certain way.

Don't ever tell anyone where you bought something. If you get a complement say, "Thank you. I got it in Europe.

Do you know, Lady Bredon, I do believe in time, with the proper guidance, you might become almost . . . intelligent," he said. She put a hand to her head. "Where are my smelling salts?

He stared at her. "How is it that you're cute, sexy as hell, and smarter than anyone I know?" She gave him a small smile. "It's a gift.

Here's to the prettiest, here's to the wittiest, here's to the truest of all who are true, here's to the neatest one, here's to the sweetest one, here's to them, all in one, here's to you.

Happy Birthday to the MOST WONDERFUL, AWESOME, BEAUTIFUL, OUTRAGEOUSLY FUNNY, COURAGEOUS and GREAT FRIEND you are... Have an awesome Birthday

I prefer being called "beautiful."

Being called beautiful makes me so happy. No one ever tells me I am, but when someone does, it makes my world light up.