Quotes About Manners

Chip Robbins, how many times have I told you not to yell out for me unless you're being stabbed with a pitchfork?

And we don't hit people when they say stupid things. Because they're allowed to, it's not against the law. People can be as stupid as they want, and we just ignore them. We can say, 'You're wrong,' or maybe, 'You're an idiot,' but that's it. We don't hit 'em, we just ignore 'em. Right?

give details, professional courtesy

People who at like assholes get treated like assholes.

Now, the two of you remember: People who act like assholes get treated like assholes.

Friendship cannot live with ceremony, nor without civility. —LORD HALIFAX

So funktioniert Höflichkeit. Man pflegt Beziehungen mit Leuten, auch wenn man sie nicht mag.

Podríamos dejar que este intercambio de cortesías de rigor fallezca de muerte natural?

They never held hands. Never kissed in front of anyone. And there were no covert hot glances, either. But then again, Blay was a gentleman. And Saxton the Classy Slut put on a good show. His cousin was a straight-up whore—

Thank fuck you're not a Yankees fan. Don't use the Y-word. We're in mixed company.

Yanking his inner manwhore back to the land of polite conversating, he forced his hands to stop

Please, if you would, the butler said, no throwing the linens. Peaches, anyone? -Fritz

Qhuinn took a step forward, with the intention of stepping in, in the event the Brother locked hands on the SOB's skinny neck: Someone should probably catch the head before it bounced all over their hosts' rugs. And the deadweight of the body. Seemed only hospitable.

Why can't I use my laptop to take notes?" To which the Brother Tohrment had replied, "Because the tap-tapping of a keyboard makes me want to get my shotgun. Do you feel like having a cranial leak tonight?" Ward, J.R. (2015-12-01). Blood Kiss: Black Dagger Legacy (p. 229). Penguin Publishing Group. Kindle Edition.

If you're going to bloody the human, would you be good enough to do it in the backyard?

Lane shut the door on the man's face, grabbed a pair of boxers from the bureau, and yanked them on so hard, he nearly wedgie'd himself. Try not to kill him, Lizzie muttered as he headed back for the idiot. I make no promises.

My manners, abominable at times, can be sweet. As I grew older I became a drunk. Why? Because I like ecstasy of the mind. I'm a wretch. But I love, love.

Most people, when they think of an insult, they keep it to themselves. But you wouldn't believe the things people say on my Twitter feed, and I'm a nice guy. Imagine if I was a jerk.

I love Twitter, but some people use profanity so much that at some point it's like saying, 'Pass the salt.'

Nothing is so great an example of bad manners as flattery. If you flatter all the company, you please none; If you flatter only one or two, you offend the rest.

This man, although he appeared so humble and embarrassed in his air and manners, and passed so unheeded, had inspired me with such a feeling of horror by the unearthly paleness of his countenance, from which I could not avert my eyes, that I was unable longer to endure it.

Most people are completely unaware of their breath. They violate your space, they have no idea that they have halitosis.

An affected laugh shows lack of self-respect in a man and lewdness in a woman. It is carelessness to go about with one's hands inside the slits in the sides of his hakama.

The basic meaning of etiquette is to be quick at both the beginning and end and tranquil in the middle.