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“Spread your courtesy across the door posts of everyone you know, but reserve your intimacy with the little trustworthy friends who are going where you are going. Get it simply: wide courtesy, narrow intimacy!”
― Israelmore Ayivor

“Let us make a choice and a promise to be kind, courteous, loving, and forgiving.”
― Debasish Mridha

“The mission of elegance is to defeat the ugliness of rudeness with beauty and thus create a more courteous world!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Be patient when you have nothing, be polite when you have everything.”
― Amit Kalantri, Wealth of Words

“Patience isn’t simply waiting, it is caring enough about the situation and those involved to remain calm and courteous throughout the wait.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Slaying Dragons: Quotes, Poetry, & a Few Short Stories for Every Day of the Year

“I don't believe in these customs and rituals, as it's like manufacturing culture-fits on the graveyard of diversity. But then I haven't yet found any other alternative to this prevalent system, which doesn't have its fair share of drawbacks. So if following a custom means being courteous to someone, why not?”
― Anurag Shrivastava, The Web of Karma

“It is of vital importance to [Mandela] to be courteous and grateful at all times, as we never know whether we will have the opportunity to thank people or pay respect whenever they have been good to you.”
― Zelda la Grange

“I remain calm, polite, civil, and courteous; even you are rude and uncivil. It is my way of life that I learned through spirituality.”
― Ehsan Sehgal

“Being mysterious and not being courteous are the causes of major assassinations in a nation”
― P.S. Jagadeesh Kumar

“Consideration displays a disciplined and optimistic approach to life.”
― Scott Shumway, The Invisible Four-letter Word: The Secret to Getting What You Really Want in Life.

“Dad, what was that soup you mentioned just now?" asked Koishi as she wiped the table down. "Kenoshiru, did you say?"
"Chopped vegetables--- daikon, carrot, and so on--- deep-fried tofu, and konnyaku, simmered in kombu stock. Apparently the trick is to mix in something called jinda--- mashed soybeans, basically--- right at the end."
"Why did you say that made her father a kind man?" asked Koishi as she made her way into the living room.
"See, the snow's so deep in winter up there that they can't pick the traditional seven herbs of spring," replied Nagare, folding up his newspaper and following her. "So instead of making seven-herb porridge on the seventh of January like everyone else, they make kenoshiru soup. A huge pot of it, which they eat right through until the middle of January. Apparently the original idea was to give women a break from working in the kitchen all the time."
"Hear that, Mum?" said Koishi, kneeling in front of the family altar. "Sounds like the real gentlemen are all up in Hirosaki."
"Hey, we're even nicer in Kyoto. Kikuko knows that better than anyone."
"You keep telling yourself that, Dad," said Koishi, her eyes opening slightly as she joined her hands together and prayed.”
― Jesse Kirkwood, The Restaurant of Lost Recipes