The etiquette question that troubles so many fastidious people New Year's Day is: How am I ever going to face those people again?

Most people who work at home find they do not have the benefit of receptionists who serve as personal guards

If it's against state law, it's generally considered a breach of Etiquette.

Adorable children are considered to be the general property of the human race. Rude children belong to their mothers.

It's far more impressive when others discover your good qualities without your help.

The family dinner table is the cornerstone of civilization and those who 'graze' from refrigerators or in front of the television sets are doomed to remain in a state of savagery.

Ideological differences are no excuse for rudeness.

We are born charming fresh and spontaneous and must be civilized before we are fit to participate in society.

If you can't be kind, at least be vague.

When virtues are pointed out first, flaws seem less insurmountable.

Society cannot exist without etiquette ... It never has, and until our own century, everybody knew that.

Propounding peace and love without practical or institutional engagement is delusion, not virtue.

What do you fear, lady?" [Aragorn] asked. "A cage, " [Éowyn] said. "To stay behind bars, until use and old age accept them, and all chance of doing great deeds is gone beyond recall or desire.

Where our attention goes, our mind and body go, too.

I am 52 years of age. I am a bishop in the Anglican Church and a few people might be constrained to say that I was reasonably responsible. In the land of my birth I cannot vote.

I think carrying moral baggage is very dangerous for an artist. If you have a duty, it's to be true and not cover up the cracks.

I'm kind of conservative. I like to build on what I've done in the past and try something new.

Much reading has brought upon us a learned barbarism.

Burroughs's voice is hard, derisive, inventive, free, funny, serious, poetic, indelibly American.

When love fills your life all limitations are gone. The medicine this sick world needs so badly is love.

Nobody ever leaves the KGB, by the way. Once you're there, no matter what you say you've done next, nobody ever leaves the KGB.