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Being classy is my teenage rebellion. ↗

— Rebecca McKinsey

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And the snow that fell onto the roof in winter... it fell softly... softly... and it covered the house, the armchair, the books, the children's voices. It covered Anna and Abel, covered their parallel world, and everything was finally, very, very quiet. ↗

— Antonia Michaelis

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We can never go back again, that much is certain. The past is still close to us. The things we have tried to forget and put behind us would stir again, and that sense of fear, of furtive unrest, struggling at length to blind unreasoning panic - now mercifully stilled, thank God - might in some manner unforeseen become a living companion as it had before. ↗

— Daphne du Maurier

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Gentlemen are gentlemen in bed. They make sure you're having a good time." "I'll make sure you're having a good time, and that you're okay with everything. I just won't be well mannered about it. ↗

— Samantha Young

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It was growing late, and though one might stand on the brink of a deep chasm of disaster, one was still obliged to dress for dinner. ↗

— Georgette Heyer

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I don't mind your showing me your legs. They're very swell legs and it's a pleasure to make their acquaintace. I don't mind if you don't like my manners. They're pretty bad. I grieve over them during the long winter nights. ↗

— Raymond Chandler

#sharp #manners

The real test of good manners is to be able to put up with bad manners pleasantly. ↗

— Kahlil Gibran

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To succeed in the world it is not enough to be stupid - one must also be well-mannered. ↗

— Voltaire

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Manners are a sensitive awareness of the feelings of others. If you have that awareness, you have good manners, no matter what fork you use. ↗

— Emily Post

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We'll earn it all back today," I say, and we both plow into our plates. Even cold, it's one of the things I've ever tasted. I abandon my fork and scrape up the last dabs of gravy with my fingers. "I can feel Effie trinket shuddering at my manners." "Hey, Effie, watch this!" says Peeta. He tosses his fork over his shoulder and literally licks his plate his plate clean with his tongue making loud, satisfied sounds. Then he blows a kiss to her in general, and calls, "We miss you, Effie!" I cover his hand with my mouth. But I am laughing. "Stop! Cato could be right outside our cave." He grabs my hand away."What do I care. I've got you to protect me now," says Peeta, pulling me to him. "Come on," I say in exasperation, extricating myself from his grasp but not before he gets another kiss. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

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