To Americans, English manners are far more frightening than none at all.
Every man depends on the quantity of sense, wit, or good manners he brings into society for the reception he meets with in it.
Please don't think me negligent or rude. I am both, in effect, of course, but please don't think me either.
The total and universal want of manners, both in males and females, is. . . remarkable. . . that polish which removes the coarser and rougher parts of our nature is unknown and undreamed of.
Politeness is fictitious benevolence.
Solitude is an excellent laboratory in which to observe the extent to which manners and habits are conditioned by others.
Morals refine manners, as manners refine morals.
Manners, boy. I'll beat them into you if I have to.
Tis a rule of manners to avoid exaggeration.
It was a noteworthy lesson, even for someone who'd been fed a daily diet of italicized lessons: that people in high places, luminaries with advanced degrees in Classics and in possession of excellent manners, can disappoint you as profoundly as anyone else.
Of course poets have morals and manners of their own, and custom is no argument with them.
Good manners protect the privileged, but leave the unprivileged more vulnerable.
. . . Virtue, morality, and religion. This is the armor, my friend, and this alone that renders us invincible. These are the tactics we should study. If we lose these, we are conquered, fallen indeed. . . so long as our manners and principles remain sound, there is no danger.
Fashionably amusing table manners are a matter of breaking the right rule at the right time.
Wearing the correct dress for any occasion is a matter of good manners.
Their virtues lived in their children. The family changed its persons but not its manners, and they continued a blessing to the world from generation to generation.
I seek constantly to improve my manners and graces, for they are the sugar to which all are attracted.
At least, you two have decent manners," says Effie as we're finishing the main course. "The pair last year ate everything with their hands like a couple of savages. It completely upset my digestion. ". . . My mother taught Prim and me to eat properly, so yes, I can handle a fork and knife. But I hate Effie Trinket's comment so much I make a point of eating the rest of my meal with my fingers. Then I wipe my hands on the tablecloth. This makes her purse her lips tightly together.
It is time to effect a revolution in female manners - time to restore to them their lost dignity. It is time to separate unchangeable morals from local manners.
as everybody knows, truthfulness and agreeable manners are often divorced on the ground of incompatibility.