Quotes About Manners

Cecily. This is no time for wearing the shallow mask of manners. When I see a spade I call it a spade. Gwendolen. [Satirically.] I am glad to say that I have never seen a spade. It is obvious that our social spheres have been widely different.

One should never do anything that one cannot talk about after dinner.

Society, civilized society at least, is never very ready to believe anything to the detriment of those who are both rich and fascinating. It feels instinctively that manners are of more importance than morals, and, in its opinion, the highest respectability is of much less value than the possession of a good chef.

Without feelings of respect, what is there to distinguish men from beasts?

He who speaks without modesty will find it difficult to make his words good.

What is the good of being ready with the tongue? They who encounter men with smartnesses of speech for the most part procure themselves hatred. I know not whether he be truly virtuous, but why should he show readiness of the tongue?

Man who fart in church, sit in pew.

It starts when you begin to overlook good manners. Any time you quit hearing Sir and Mam the end is pretty much in sight...

She said: Sheriff how come you to let crime get so out of hand in your county? Sounded like a fair question I reckon. Maybe it was a fair question. Anyway I told her, I said: It starts when you begin to overlook bad manners. Any time you quit hearin Sir and Mam the end is pretty much in sight.

Any time you quit hearin Sir and Mam the end is pretty much in sight.

She said: Sheriff how come you to let crime get so out of hand in your county? Sounded like a fair question I reckon. Maybe it was a fair question. Anyway I told her, I said: It starts when you begin to overlook bad manners.

They ate on in silence, jaws working all down the table with great sobriety, all sitting upright and formal saving the toothless old woman who bent nearsightedly into her plate with smacking gums, a sparse tuft of long white chin hairs wagging and drifting above the food.

He ate the last of the eggs and wiped the plate with the tortilla and ate the tortilla and drank the last of the coffee and wiped his mouth and looked up and thanked her.

Fred! the nurse said, though they had never met. How are we today? Reading the nurse's name tag, Mr. Bennet replied with fake enthusiasm, Bernard! We're mourning the death of manners and the rise of overly familiar discourse. How are you?

As they sat, Kathy de Bourgh smiled and said, "Now that we've both apologized within the first thirty seconds of our conversation about women and power, shall we begin?

Mr. Bennet stood, dropping his napkin on the table. "As interesting as I find this conversation, an urgent matter has come up. I need a hamburger.

Not only will I be there," Liz said, "but I'll be impersonating a pleasant woman with great manners.

Reading the nurse's name tag, Mr. Bennet replied with fake enthusiasm, "Bernard! We're mourning the death of manners and the rise of overly familiar discourse. How are you?

Good manners means accommodating the person you were with.

It was only a friendship between man and woman, such as any civilized persons might have.

And how they take one in, with their manners and their mock wistfulness and gentleness.

Mrs Morel was happy, bullying her clergyman over his sermons, sitting at tea with a gentleman, who passed her the bread and butter, who waited for her to begin.

I want you to treat me nicely and respectfully. Call you 'sir', perhaps? she asked quietly. Yes, call me 'sir'. I should love it. Then I wish you would go upstairs, sir.

If you want to know how to make people shun you and laugh at you behind your back and even despise you, here is the recipe: Never listen to anyone for long. Talk incessantly about yourself. If you have an idea while the other person is talking, don't wait for him or her to finish: bust right in and interrupt in the middle of a sentence.