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Phoebe was thinking, Insubordinate. What a lovely word. And when was the last time she'd heard a nice-looking young man use it? Why-never, that's when. What a treat. And to have a ruler who could say conscientious and citizenry in the same sentence. Lovely.
Be a reflection of excellence.
Noseless and Handless, the Lannister Boys.
And what have I done?"
What? WHAT? ... You've stolen them."
With that, Cornelia fled, but Buttercup understood; she knew who "them" was.
The boys.
The beef-witted featherbrained rattledskulled clodpated dim-domed noodle-noggined sapheaded lunk-knobbed BOYS.
There is a nobility in the world of manners.
the king of kind hearts and polite fellows
Virtuous and fair, royal and gracious.
When you go to a show, Americans in New York are very proper, much more so than the French. Everything is perfect. Their hair, the nails, everything. The look. Everything is perfection.
The lovely Hazard girls', they used to call them. Huh. Lovely is as lovely does; if they looked like what they behave like, they'd frighten little children.
These are the beautiful people, who, befitting their rank as gods and goddesses of a powerful modern mythology, lead beautiful lives in beautiful houses, attired in beautiful clothes and, ostensibly, thinking only beautiful thoughts.
Fashion understands itself; good-breeding and personal superiority of whatever country readily fraternize with those of every other. The chiefs of savage tribes have distinguished themselves in London and Paris, by the purity of their tournure.
And here come the values:
Respect. Courage. Excellence.
Excellence, much labored for by the race of mortals.
I don't believe in honors - it bothers me. Honors bother: honors is epaulettes; honors is uniforms. My papa brought me up this way.
Parents teach in the toughest school in the world - The School for Making People. You are the board of education, the principal, the classroom teacher, and the janitor ...
The blushing beauties of a modest maid.
Honour, not honours.
We must never confuse elegance with snobbery
Everyone is beautiful, everyone is perfect, and everyone is lovely.
Dinner at college high table is one of the legendary experiences of England. I could remember keenly each one I had attended; the repartee is sharper than the cutlery.
We have it in us to be splendid.
Good manners are not merely snobbish ornaments, as Mrs. Lippett's regime appeared to believe. They mean self-discipline and thought for others, and my children have got to learn them.
Fastidious attention to detail makes the difference between an OK service and first class service.
Beauty is nothing else but a just accord and mutual harmony of the members, animated by a healthful constitution.
Beauty too often sacrifices to fashion. The spirit of fashion is not the beautiful, but the wilful; not the graceful, but the fantastic; not the superior in the abstract, but the superior in the worst of all concretes,-the vulgar.
He thought of the Finishing School for Barbies where long-legged, high-breasted, stomachless girls went to get shaved clean, get their toenails painted pink, their nipples removed, and all body opening sewn shut, except for their mouths, which curved in perpetual smiles and led nowhere.
Now, I can smile at the stock quality of these friends, these uniforms. these looking-glasses, these sharers. Each is a character lifted straight from literature and yet, life successfully aping art, they are alive, and fulfil their destinies - or act their parts - flawlessly.
Miss Aubrey, come and have pity on us. We are reading novels and feel our manliness diminishing by the moment. Come restore our vanity, do, and tell us we look the dashing officers we once were.
School-boy. The spectators thou regardest as on work-days they regard each other. For thee, then, it may be well to wish thyself behind a desk, over ruled ledgers, collecting tolls, and picking out reversions. Thou feelest not the co-operating, co-inspiring
But that's the beauty of boarding school. I make all my own decisions, small and medium, while the big ones are left up to the Prefect Academy - and as far as boys go, to the only expert I know - Suzanne Santry
Fabulous is as fabulous does.
Other Courtesies have been -
Other Courtesy may be -
We commend ourselves to thee
Paragon of Chivalry.
A French woman is a perfect architect in dress: she never, with Gothic ignorance, mixes the orders; she never tricks out a snobby Doric shape with Corinthian finery; or, to speak without metaphor, she conforms to general fashion only when it happens not to be repugnant to private beauty.
The empire of custom is most mighty.
Modesty is a valuable merit ... in people who have no other, and the appearance of it is extremely useful to those who have ...
Leisure with dignity.
We were taught to be dependable, responsible, the top of our classes at school, the most organized and efficient babysitters in town, the very miniature models of our hardworking farmer/nurse mother, a pair of junior Swiss Army knives, born to multitask.
Madam, I assure you that you are dealing with two gentleman of the highest propriety and social standing.
When one contemplates the deeds that are daily done in society's name, such a description is no high recommendation.
We Princes are set as it were upon stages, in the sight and view of all the world. The least spot is soon spied in our garments, a blemish quickly noticed in our doings.
DEDICATION For Halle. The coolest Mudblood I know. Consider this your Hogwarts letter.
Manners are not idle, but the fruit of loyal and of noble mind.
Oxford is a little aristocracy in itself, numerous and dignified enough to rank with other estates in the realm; and where fame and secular promotion are to be had for study, and in a direction which has the unanimous respect of all cultivated nations.
We Greeks are lovers of the beautiful, yet simple in our tastes, and we cultivate the mind without loss of manliness.
Nothing but beauty and douceur
steward, bailiff, falconer, houndmaster
The boys wore jeans, or tracksuits with big ticks on them as if their clothing had been marked by a teacher who valued, above all else, conformity.
We were the standard, the hope, and the law.
At Moscow's Bolshoi Ballet Academy, I studied under a brilliant and fiery teacher. This tiny, stuttering old man flew into a rage if his students' white socks failed to reach mid-calf level. Nor could he tolerate floppy hair. We wore hairnets to class - an athletic brigade of short order cooks.
Politeness, however, acts the lady's maid to our thoughts; and they are washed, dressed, curled, rouged, and perfumed, before they are presented to the public ...
Good convention, with the military class and the
Excellence is going the extra mile.
But what we were best at, what we were really the kings of, that was buses and sitting around in bedrooms. No one could beat us at that.
Have you ever thought, headmaster, that your standards might perhaps be a little out of date? Of course they're out of date. Standards are always out of date. That is what makes them standards.
We strive for beauty and balance, the sensual over the sentimental.
The perfect classroom is Paris.
There is a proud modesty in merit.
We're strong; We're very dedicated to what we do; We believe in ourselves; We go for what we want in life; We've made a mark in this world for ourselves.
You've been four of the dearest, sweetest, goodest girls who ever went together through college,' averred Aunt Jamesina, who never spoiled a compliment by misplaced economy.
Nothing I do is princely since I met you
Modesty is the citadel of beauty.
The family is the school of duties - founded on love.
They learned to live contently with small things, to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion, to be worthy not respectable, and to be rich not wealthy. They let the sacred and unconscious bloom amidst the common, rendering it all extraordinary.
We are persons of quality, I assure you, and women of fashion, and come to see and to be seen.
Fond man! though all the heroes of your line Bedeck your halls, and round your galleries shine In proud display; yet take this truth from me
Virtue alone is true nobility!
First semester, I learned that Jack Rogers sandals, so revered in college, screamed, "My small liberal arts school will always be the center of the universe!" I'd found a new axis, so into the trash went my gold, silver, and white pairs.
At an age when most youngsters are preparing for their GCSEs, I was suddenly a jet-setter, briefly the toast of Hollywood and London's West End. My immature wishes and naive opinions were treated with respect.
They treat me like a fox, a cunning fellow ( Schlaukopf ) of the first rank. But the truth is that with a gentleman I am always a gentleman and a half, and when I have to do with a pirate, I try to be a pirate and a half.
strength and honor
THE ADVENTURE OF THE PRIORY SCHOOL
For us lads of eighteen they ought to have been mediators and guides to the world of maturity, the world of work, of duty, of culture, of progress
to the future.
I assure you that in all matters of discretion not involving food, we make etiquette tutors look like slobbering barbarians.
Teenagers travel in droves, packs, swarms ... To the librarian, they're a gaggle of geese. To the cook, they're a scourge of locusts. To department stores, they're a big beautiful exaltation of larks ... all lovely and loose and jingly.
Doctor, they are very proud, these Nobles; but we common dogs are proud too, sometimes. They plunder us, outrage us, beat us, kill us; but we have a little pride left, sometimes.
Sterling Maids clean up with some sexy fun.
Excellence is the name of the game ...
The boys are so well-rounded, they're so self-disciplined, there is so much camaraderie
I'd spent seven years in an all-boys school: 2,000 adolescents in the same khaki uniforms striking hunting poses, stalking lunchrooms, classrooms, changing rooms, looking for boys who didn't fit in.
A schoolmaster should have an atmosphere of awe, and walk wonderingly, as if he was amazed at being himself.
We're the noblest savages of all.
Gentleman-rankers out on the spree, damned from here to Eternity.
Courtly manners are contagious; they are caught at Versailles.
Whose school-hours are all the days and nights of our existence.
I have friends whose society is delightful to me; they are persons of all countries and of all ages; distinguished in war, in council, and in letters; easy to live with, always at my command.
This one is for our crew, but it's also for all the weird girls and word nerds, for all the in-the-middle wickeds and queers and misfits and hell-raisers.
Punctuality is the politeness of kings.
Our Quakers love us. we're big with the Quakers. It's all about cleanliness.
To be ambitious of true honor and of the real glory and perfection of our nature is the very principle and incentive of virtue; but to be ambitious of titles, place, ceremonial respects, and civil pageantry, is as vain and little as the things are which we court
I always tell the kids that excellence is like pregnancy. You can't be a little bit pregnant. You either are or you're not.
Vanity bids all her sons be brave, and all her daughters chaste and courteous.
Magnanimous of you.'
His mouth twitched. 'Mmm. Use more words like that, please. Schoolmistress words. Long, impressive ones.' He'd made the last three words sound like an innuendo.
I am a person who holds the aesthetic high. I have suits made in Savile Row.
For anyone who has ever stood before a bathroom mirror and secretly thanked The
Academy, a hilarious guide to becoming 'It' in an age where the line between fame
and infamy is as fine as a Manolo Blahnik stiletto heel.
Oh, let us love our occupations,
Bless the squire and his relations,
Live upon our daily rations,
And always know our proper stations.
Thy modesty 's a candle to thy merit.
To have on her head a most wonderful bonnet like a Grenadier wooden measure, and good measure too, or a great Stilton cheese,
sartorial splendor with a long, speculative survey
to the bad girls and the boys who love them.
Cleanliness is the Hallmark of perfect standards and the best quality inspector is the conscience
We believe elegance can be casual. We believe gracefulness can be compatible with fits of laughter. We believe in living a colorful life
The troop whose captain is (apparently) not managing it, but whose girls manage themselves under the Scout laws, is the ideal troop.