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"If you change your mind, send a herald to Vedrarfjord. They will be treated with all courtesy and hospitality. I want peace. If you come with an army, I will smash it. If you come with an open hand, I will shake it. Am I clear?"
— Hiccup to King Donnchadh mac Brian, A Thing of Vikings
Once, such disrespect would have cost the offender dearly but Demeter was, for all intents and purposes, Sir Kyril's guest.
And no one harmed that man's guests should they wish to stay alive and in one piece.
And no one harmed that man's guests should they wish to stay alive and in one piece.
Liviccic: Well, I am acting lord. I have several lesser lords who want nothing more than to brown nose royalty, so your stay will be comfortable.
Malty: Oh? What of your manor? Is it not that largest here?
Liviccic: Largest? Yes. Most comfortable? Not a chance. If you knew my father, then you knew he believed rest was for the dead. That said, none of the beds have been updated, it's on the list though.
Malty: Well that is a shame, but I'd still prefer your manor.
Silvius: Unfortunately, you cannot. Lord Blackcrown has made it clear that no one is allowed to rest until the man who killed his father is found. Until such time that he is caught, he doesn't wish to witness laziness.
Malty: Well that is quite rude, I believe-
Liviccic: I find demanding my home while not doing your job, rude. It has been months. It was a single man. Yet the combined manpower of the crown and the church can't find him? That's bullshit. If you royalty won't do your job in offering justice, then I see no reason to play nice either. I offered you more a moment ago than the crown had offered me in two months, take it or buy a night in an inn.
Malty: Careful now, you are walking too close to the line.
Liviccic: You are the ones on that line and you're about to cross it. I owe nothing to any of you, yet I offer good food and great housing as is expected of a lord's courtesy. You then demand my home and belittle me. Tell me Princess, if the roles were reversed, what would you do?
Malty: Oh? What of your manor? Is it not that largest here?
Liviccic: Largest? Yes. Most comfortable? Not a chance. If you knew my father, then you knew he believed rest was for the dead. That said, none of the beds have been updated, it's on the list though.
Malty: Well that is a shame, but I'd still prefer your manor.
Silvius: Unfortunately, you cannot. Lord Blackcrown has made it clear that no one is allowed to rest until the man who killed his father is found. Until such time that he is caught, he doesn't wish to witness laziness.
Malty: Well that is quite rude, I believe-
Liviccic: I find demanding my home while not doing your job, rude. It has been months. It was a single man. Yet the combined manpower of the crown and the church can't find him? That's bullshit. If you royalty won't do your job in offering justice, then I see no reason to play nice either. I offered you more a moment ago than the crown had offered me in two months, take it or buy a night in an inn.
Malty: Careful now, you are walking too close to the line.
Liviccic: You are the ones on that line and you're about to cross it. I owe nothing to any of you, yet I offer good food and great housing as is expected of a lord's courtesy. You then demand my home and belittle me. Tell me Princess, if the roles were reversed, what would you do?
— Chapter 38, Family of the Shield
Film
"Do you see this writing? Do you know what it means? Hospitality! And you can't piss on hospitality! I WON'T ALLOW IT!"
— Michael Waits, Troll 2
"That boy is your company. And if he wants to eat up that tablecloth, you let him, you hear?"
— Calpurnia, To Kill a Mockingbird
"A guest who enters a house does not strike its owners."
— Alexander Nevsky, Alexander Nevsky
"You always taught me that a good host supplies his guest's needs, and without obligation."
— Countess Theresa, On Her Majesty's Secret Service
Literature
Jabbar: My tent is your tent.
Vimes: It is? Really?
Jabbar: My wives are your wives.
Vimes: [panicking] They are? Really?
Jabbar:: My food is your food. [Gives Vimes a sheep's eye] The best part.
[muffled snickering from assembled D'regs]
Vimes: This looks like a sheep's eyeball.
Carrot: Yes sir, but it is unwise to-
Vimes: You know what? I think this is a little game called 'See what Offendi will swallow'. I am not swallowing this, my friend.
Jabbar: Then it is true that you can see farther than most.
Vimes: So can this food. My father told me never to eat anything that can look back.
[Laughter stops, tense moment...]
Jabbar: [Slaps Vimes on the back; Vimes drops the eye] Well done! Extremely good! First time it has not worked in twenty years! Now sit, we have proper rice and sheep just like mother!
Vimes: It is? Really?
Jabbar: My wives are your wives.
Vimes: [panicking] They are? Really?
Jabbar:: My food is your food. [Gives Vimes a sheep's eye] The best part.
[muffled snickering from assembled D'regs]
Vimes: This looks like a sheep's eyeball.
Carrot: Yes sir, but it is unwise to-
Vimes: You know what? I think this is a little game called 'See what Offendi will swallow'. I am not swallowing this, my friend.
Jabbar: Then it is true that you can see farther than most.
Vimes: So can this food. My father told me never to eat anything that can look back.
[Laughter stops, tense moment...]
Jabbar: [Slaps Vimes on the back; Vimes drops the eye] Well done! Extremely good! First time it has not worked in twenty years! Now sit, we have proper rice and sheep just like mother!
— Jingo
"Morgan," I said quietly. "You are a guest in my home."
He flashed me a quick, guilty glance.
"You came to me for help and I'm doing my best. Hell, the kid has put herself into harm's way, trying to protect you. I've done everything for you that I would have for blood family, because you are my guest. There are monsters from whom I would expect better behavior, once they had accepted my hospitality. What's more, they'd give it to me."
He flashed me a quick, guilty glance.
"You came to me for help and I'm doing my best. Hell, the kid has put herself into harm's way, trying to protect you. I've done everything for you that I would have for blood family, because you are my guest. There are monsters from whom I would expect better behavior, once they had accepted my hospitality. What's more, they'd give it to me."
"It was not for murder that the gods cursed him, nor for serving the Andal king his son in a pie. A man has a right to vengeance. But he slew a guest beneath his roof, and that the gods cannot forgive."
— Old Nan, A Song of Ice and Fire
"Then the righteous will answer him, 'Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?' The King will reply, 'Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.'"
Tabletop Games
As the monsters assemble, they regard each other with respect and gentility, showing a curiously high regard for hospitality. While other vampires may cynically regard this as affectation, it is quite sincere: wading through shit is miserable enough; treating other Nosferatu like shit is simply unacceptable.
— Vampire: The Masquerade - Clanbook: Nosferatu (Revised)
The sanctum door is open, but I do not yet enter: I have already learned something of the clan's protocol. Alexei swivels its head an impossible 180 degrees to face me and intones, "I bid you welcome to my sanctum. My meat is your meat; my wine is your wine; my bed is your bed."
— Vampire: The Masquerade - Clanbook: Tzimisce
Theatre
Lady: Shepherd, I take thy word,
And trust thy honest-offered courtesy,
Which oft is sooner found in lowly sheds,
With smoky rafters, than in tapestry halls
And courts of princes, where it first was named,
And yet is most pretended.
And trust thy honest-offered courtesy,
Which oft is sooner found in lowly sheds,
With smoky rafters, than in tapestry halls
And courts of princes, where it first was named,
And yet is most pretended.
— John Milton, Comus
"Maybe amongst you 'tis a light thing to murder guests, but with us in Hellas 'tis a disgrace."
— Agamemnon, Hecuba
Hannah: Beulah, why are Newfoundlanders really terrible at knock knock jokes?
Buelah: I dunno, Hannah.
Hannah: Well, try it. I’ll be a Newfoundlander.
Buelah: Knock knock!
Hannah: Come on in, the door’s open!
Buelah: I dunno, Hannah.
Hannah: Well, try it. I’ll be a Newfoundlander.
Buelah: Knock knock!
Hannah: Come on in, the door’s open!
— Come from Away, Finale
Real Life
"There are no foreigners in Albania, there are only guests. Our moral code as Albanians requires that we be hospitable to guests in our home and in our country."
— Refik Veseli, explaining why he and many other Albanians protected Jewish refugees from the occupying Germans.
