Quotes About Manners

Miss Bennet, I am quite aware of your superior talent for cutting down the Lord's forsaken flock. I merely mean to spare your gown.' Thank you,' said Elizabeth, composing herself, 'but I should rather my gown be soiled than my honor.

He begged to know to which of his fair cousins the excellency of its cookery was owing. Briefly forgetting her manners, Mary grabbed her fork and leapt from her chair onto the table. Lydia, who was seated nearest her, grabbed her ankle before she could dive at Mr. Collins and, presumably, stab him about the head and neck for such an insult.

I should like balls infinitely better," she replied, "if they were carried on in a different manner." "You should like balls infinitely better," said Darcy, "if you knew the first thing about them.

She remembered the lead ammunition in her pocket and offered it to him. "Your balls, Mr. Darcy?" He reached out and closed her hand around them, and offered, "They belong to you, Miss Bennet." Upon

Mr. Darcy approached them soon afterwards. Elizabeth turned to him and said, "Did you not think, Mr. Darcy, that I expressed myself uncommonly well just now, when I was teasing Colonel Forster to give us a ball at Meryton?" "With great energy; but balls are always a subject which makes a lady energetic.

An integral part of developing healthy self-esteem are the values that are part of positive self-esteem itself––values such as taking personal responsibility for yourself, showing genuine compassion for others, making good choices, exercising self-discipline, using manners, being mindful, and having balance in all things.

You better dust off your etiquette, better sit like you did back at whatever grade that made it clear to you that your teachers are not your parents, and that any mess you made remains your responsibility.

I'm sorry, my lady," said Geric, rubbing his arm. "But I failed to force an apology out of the offending goose.

A few minutes later, Miss Charming gasped. But then, Miss Charming gasped a lot. She gasped when someone shut a door too loudly; she gasped when there were sausages for breakfast. She sometimes gasped and then coughed, as if she'd meant to cough from the beginning and gotten the two confused.

I read that a gentleman gives a lady flowers, and I thought maybe I'm not a gentleman, but no reason not to treat you like a lady.

because I read that a gentleman gives a lady flowers, and I thought maybe I'm not a gentleman, but no reason not to treat you like a lady

Thank you, sir. Thus far the highlight of my stay has been making love to you." Mr. Nobley bowed in acknowledgment. The conversation completely quieted.

Is it far?" she asked. "About three hours, ma'am," he said, keeping his eyes on the pavement. "Another three hours." She tried to think of something witty and British to say. "I already feel like a thrice-used tea bag." He didn't smile. "Oh. Um, I'm Jane. What's your name?" He shook his head. "Not allowed to say." Of course, she thought, I'm entering Austenland. The servant class is invisible.

We are ill-fated in that our society demands we engage in unworthy conversations and dances in order to seem courteous, and yet such actions are ultimately vulgar.

You are looking well, Mr. Nobley," Miss Heartwright was saying. Jane nearly gasped. Who said such things to that man?

She set the coffee down beside him with a thud that made the liquid slosh over the rim and sat down a couple of stairs behind him. He reached for the cup and took a swallow without acknowledging her. She waited. Nothing. "You're, uh, welcome," she prompted. He didn't speak. He didn't nod. Wow. Breathtaking. It took balls to be that rude.

Handsome young men should not act as if they know it.

Glancing aside, for Liadens counted a too-long stare at the face as rudeness

He shows no anger, I show no anger but in flashes of humor, all is courtesy and horror.

Money does not establish class. Behavior does

He turned toward the door, but lingered on the threshold, seeming to want to say more. 'You should not let just anyone kiss your hand, you know,' he said, the mock seriousness still in his voice. 'Greta will tell you that. And definitely no kissing anywhere off the dance floor—in the gardens, for instance, or in empty hallways when no one else is near.' I believe she's covered that in one of her lectures,' I said demurely.

His mother had often told Lock that he was much too polite to ever be a true intellectual.

My dear father always said that when everybody had a telephone nobody would have any manners, because there wouldn't be time for them. And of course he was perfectly right.

That's very rude," Myrnin said. "I haven't brought my fangs our for some time. Not in mixed company, anyway.