Back Talk Quotes

“The best attitude to take toward back talk is to reach out and embrace it with love, compassion, and understanding. No need to criticize it for its shortcomings or to waste time in recriminations. Just give a loving nod and a hug to any back talk you get, and move on to the joyful creation of your fulfilled life. ”
― Gay Hendricks, Five Wishes: How Answering One Simple Question Can Make Your Dreams Come True

“Welcome the back talk, because it's completely natural and normal. It's actually a sign that the new idea you've planted in your mind is taking root.”
― Gay Hendricks, Five Wishes: How Answering One Simple Question Can Make Your Dreams Come True

“But why shouldn't I thank someone for doing me a service?" he heard Lillian ask with genuine perplexity. "It's polite to say thank you, isn't it?"
"You should no more thank a servant than you would think a horse for allowing you to ride it, or a table for bearing the dishes you place upon it."
"Well, we're not discussing animals or inanimate objects, are we? A footman is a person."
"No," the countess said coldly. "A footman is a servant."
"And a servant is a person," Lillian said stubbornly.
The elderly woman sighed in exasperation. "Whatever your view of a footman is, you must not thank him at dinner. Servants neither expect nor desire such condescension, and if you insist on putting them in the awkward position of having to respond to your remarks, they will think badly of you... as will everyone else. Do not insult me with that vapid stare, Miss Bowman! You come from a family of means- surely you employed servants at your New York residence!"
"Yes," Lillian acknowledged pertly, "but we talked to ours.”
― Lisa Kleypas, It Happened One Autumn

“Why is it your business where I go, but not mine where you go?"
"I'm your mother," Irene said coldly.
"Du temps en temps," Morwen snapped. From time to time.”
― Louisa Morgan, A Secret History of Witches

“But why shouldn't I thank someone for doing me a service?" he heard Lillian ask with genuine perplexity. "It's polite to say thank you, isn't it?"
"You should no more thank a servant than you would thank a horse for allowing you to ride it, or a table for bearing the dishes you place upon it."
"Well, we're not discussing animals or inanimate objects, are we? A footman is a person."
"No," the countess said coldly. "A footman is a servant."
"And a servant is a person," Lillian said stubbornly.
The elderly woman sighed in exasperation. "Whatever your view of a footman is, you must not thank him at dinner. Servants neither expect nor desire such condescension, and if you insist on putting them in the awkward position of having to respond to your remarks, they will think badly of you... as will everyone else. Do not insult me with that vapid stare, Miss Bowman! You come from a family of means- surely you employed servants at your New York residence!"
"Yes," Lillian acknowledged pertly, "but we talked to ours.”
― Lisa Kleypas, It Happened One Autumn

“You are a rebellion, a useless retaliation against a ghost. And when the novelty of his vulgar bride wears thin, the earl will come to despise you as I do. But by then it will be too late. The lineage will be ruined."
Lillian remained expressionless, though she felt the color drain from her face. No one, she realized, had ever looked at her with real hatred until now. It was clear that the countess wished every ill upon her short of death- perhaps not even barring that. Rather than shrink, cry, or protest, however, Lillian found herself launching a counterattack. "Maybe he wants to marry me as a retaliation against you, my lady. In which case I am delighted to serve as the means of reprisal.”
― Lisa Kleypas, It Happened One Autumn

“Miss A-la-na here seems to think that my pork medallion with caramelized-onion pan sauce is a little heavy-handed, that the onions need a lighter touch, a less intense flavor. Do you think the recipe needs altering? Hmmm? In your INFINITE wisdom and experience?" His voice dripped with sarcasm, smug and smooth and utterly contemptuous. And I was not in the mood.
"In my HUMBLE opinion," I began, equally quiet and calm, and no less scathing, "the recipe indeed needs some lightening. And since you ostensibly hired me to help make you look good and ensure that the recipes you put out in the world can actually be successfully produced by the general population, you should trust that I am going to take your recipes and make them better, and leave it at that. I do things the way they should be done, and you cook your dishes like a good little boy and STAY OUT OF MY ASS.”
― Stacey Ballis, Off the Menu

“Non capisci una fava."
Celina lifted her chin to him. "Tu sei una fava," she shot back. He was the one who didn't know anything.”
― Jan Moran, The Chocolatier