#manners

In marriage there are no manners to keep up, and beneath the wildest accusations no real criticism. Each is familiar with that ancient child in the other who may erupt again. We are not ridiculous to ourselves. We are ageless. That is the luxury of the wedding ring. ↗

— Enid Bagnold

#again #ageless #ancient #beneath #child

The people were simpler, more peaceable and friendly in their manners and dispositions; and assassinations, which give the southern provinces so ill a reputation, were almost unknown. ↗

— Henry Walter Bates

#assassinations #dispositions #friendly #give #ill

I think sometimes people project things on you, but I'm trying to handle everything that's happened to me with a certain amount of grace, dignity and good manners. You just can't necessarily win all the time. ↗

— Katie Couric

#certain #dignity #everything #good #good manners

The test of good manners is to be patient with the bad ones. ↗

— Solomon Ibn Gabirol

#bad #be patient #good #good manners #manners

On the Continent people have good food; in England people have good table manners. ↗

— George Mikes

#england #food #good #good food #manners

Teach love, generosity, good manners and some of that will drift from the classroom to the home and who knows, the children will be educating the parents. ↗

— Roger Moore

#classroom #drift #educating #generosity #good

Of Manners gentle, of Affections mild; In Wit a man; Simplicity, a child. ↗

— Alexander Pope

#child #gentle #man #manners #mild

Maybe we've been brainwashed by 130 years of Yankee history, but Southern identity now has more to do with food, accents, manners, music than the Confederate past. It's something that's open to both races, a variety of ethnic groups and people who move here. ↗

— John Shelton Reed

#been #both #brainwashed #confederate #ethnic

No person who is well bred, kind and modest is ever offensively plain; all real deformity means want for manners or of heart. ↗

— John Ruskin

#deformity #ever #heart #kind #manners

What we need to question is bricks, concrete, glass, our table manners, our utensils, our tools, the way we spend our time, our rhythms. To question that which seems to have ceased forever to astonish us. We live, true, we breathe, true; we walk, we go downstairs, we sit at a table in order to eat, we lie down on a bed on order to sleep. How? Where? When? Why? Describe your street. Describe another. Compare. ↗

— Georges Perec

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