Courtesy demands that you, when you are a guest, shall show neither annoyance nor disappointment--no matter what happens.

A lady never asks a gentleman to dance, or to go to supper with her.

A gentleman does not boast about his junk.

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

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.

The honor of a gentleman demands the inviolability of his word, and the incorruptibility of his principles. He is the descendent of the knight, the crusader; he is the defender of the defenseless and the champion of justice--or he is not a gentleman.

The letter we all love to receive is one that carries so much of the writer’s personality that she seems to be sitting beside us, looking at us directly and talking just as she really would, could she have come on a magic carpet, instead of sending her proxy in ink-made characters on mere paper.