The way one was brought up isn't an excuse for rude behavior.

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.

When love fills your heart, all bridges lead to something wonderful. (All roads and tunnels too!)

All human endeavors are the achievements of the little specks of jelly in your head.

The humanitarian is a treasure hunter seeking gems of remedy and appreciation.

Young people think they never can change, but they do in the most wonderful manner, and very few die of broken hearts.

The super power that I would choose would be compassion. Because that's what I think it takes to make it through life-an understanding, a give and take. It saves an awful lot of resentment.

The highest patriotism is not a blind acceptance of official policy, but a love of one's country deep enough to call her to a higher plain.

He described how, as a boy of 14, his dad had been down the mining pit, his uncle had been down the pit, his brother had been down the pit, and of course he would go down the pit.

The waves of time wash us all clean.

If it is too good to be true....it is probably a fraud.

In the waking dreams our societies permit, in our myths, our arts, our songs, we celebrate the nonbelongers, the different ones, the outlaws, the freaks.