Manners are like primary colors, there are certain rules and once you have these you merely mix, i.e., adapt, them to meet changing situations.

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.

The joy of joys is the person of light but unmalicious humor. If you know any one who is gay, beguiling and amusing, you will, if you are wise, do everything you can to make him prefer your house and your table to any other; for where he is, the successful party is also.

Manners are made up of trivialities of deportment which can be easily learned if one does not happen to know them.

The eleventh commandment, "Thou shalt not be found out" is despicable, but nevertheless, it is the one thing you can never get away from.

Never say "Au revoir" unless you have been talking French, or are speaking to a French person.

An overdose of praise is like 10 lumps of sugar in coffee; only a very few people can swallow it.