Quotes About Manners

If I'm pushed, I'd also have to admit I don't like people with allergies. They just annoy me. There seems to be something far too self-centred about it. 'No thanks, I'm allergic.' Why not just say 'No thanks'? I wasn't asking for your medical history, I was just passing around the nuts. Trying to be friendly, that's all.

I wouldn't fart in front of my wife, and she wouldn't do it in front of me.

And doing a film in that period, and having to really celebrate what they wore back then, how they sat and how they spoke. You know, what the etiquette was back then for a lady. All of those things are like putting on a wig and transforming yourself, which I love.

Formalized rules of manners were so great because they left no room for basic human haplessness. They allowed us to circumvent our natural boorish tendency to disregard the feelings of others.

I heckled somebody at the U.S. Open once. And you know, tennis, it's not a good place for that.

My parents always taught me not to be a good tennis player or the best in what I'm doing, but to be polite.

In terms of being a professional, I want to be professional with everyone.

The show is like an Edwardian play - emotional life gets stepped on for the sake of accepted manners, and that's terrific for actors to play in.

My Aunt Sheila was terrifying! She would put a napkin in her mouth and say, 'You've got something on your face, dear. Let me just scratch that off your face. Let me sand your cheek.'

People who insist on telling their dreams are among the terrors of the breakfast table.

Your bottom may look very nice, but it does not belong on my sterile work surface.

Will you gentlemen take breakfast with me?' asked the Professor. There is little need to record the answer to that particular question.

You are a very beautiful girl, Rosita," he said. "Thank you, senor" Rosita answered.

Sometimes, a good heart lets a bad guest come for a visit.

All cats talk however they want. To whomever they want. But only a rude human speaks out of turn. Be quiet.

Now, I've had boys of my own, and I know boys aren't that way. They don't learn, or grow, or have manners when you're looking at them. But turn away, and turn back, and there they are, smarter, taller, and charming everyone but their own mothers.

Had they been dogs they would have sniffed me over and then drawn back. But humans have no such inbred courtesies.

Reminding myself that these "servants" might be better born than myself, I treated them all with great courtesy and later wondered if that might not be the secret of the harmonious household, that all servants or royalty, be treated with the same courtesy.

Tivessem eles sido cães, teriam me farejado, afastado-se a seguir, mas os humanos não têm dessas cortesias inatas.

Our teacher, Justin Neely, a young man devoted to language revival, explains that while there are several words for thank you, there is no word for please. Food was meant to be shared, no added politeness needed; it was simply a cultural given that one was asking respectfully. The missionaries took this absence as further evidence of crude manners.

Nor did I need anyone's pity, but I would accept it with grace, because I have been well trained. Rudeness was a sign of weakness. Grace stemmed from power, the powere to accept anything and move on.

They'd only gone a few steps when she whacked him in the back of the head. "Ma!" he yelled, a hand going to his head as he whirled on her. "Holy Mother Mary, you ought to be ashamed of yourself! Were you raised by wolves?

It's always best to avoid strangling the person you're on a date with. No matter how crazy he makes you.

Likewise, I would never be so rude as to not interrupt a friend. How else would she know I was listening?