'Tis ill talking of halters in the house of a man that was hanged.
'Tis not seasonable to call a man traitor, that has an army at his heels.
A spoonful of honey will catch more flies than a gallon of vinegar.
Euphemisms are not, as many young people think, useless verbiage for that which can and should be said bluntly; they are like secret agents on a delicate mission, they must airily pass by a stinking mess with barely so much as a nod of the head, make their point of constructive criticism and continue on in calm forbearance. Euphemisms are unpleasant truths wearing diplomatic cologne.
Experience was to be taken as showing that one might get a five-pound note as one got a light for a cigarette; but one had to check the friendly impulse to ask for it in the same way.
Forbear to mention what thou canst not praise.
Give thy thoughts no tongue, nor any unproportioned thought his act. Be thou familiar but by no means vulgar.
It is tact that is golden, not silence.
One shouldn't talk of halters in the hanged man's house.
Perseverance and tact are the two great qualities most valuable for all those who would climb, but especially for those who have to step out of the crowd.
Silence is not always tact, but it is tact that is golden, not silence.
So long as the laws remain such as they are today, employ some discretion: loud opinion forces us to do so; but in privacy and silence let us compensate ourselves for that cruel chastity we are obliged to display in public.
Tact in audacity consists in knowing how far we may go too far.
Tact is ability to see others as they wish to be seen.
Tact is after all a kind of mind reading.
Tact is knowing how far to go too far.
Tact is one of the first mental virtues, the absence of it is fatal to the best talent.
Tact is the ability to describe others as they see themselves.
Tact is the art of making a point without making an enemy.
Tact is the art of making guests feel at home when that's really where you wish they were.