When hospitality becomes an art, it loses its very soul.

When hospitality becomes an art, it loses its very soul.

Methinks a father
Is at the nuptial of his son a guest
That best becomes the table.

Methinks a father
Is at the nuptial of his son a guest
That best becomes the table.

A guest and a fish after three days are poison

A guest and a fish after three days are poison

A gloomy guest fits not a wedding feast.

A gloomy guest fits not a wedding feast.

Wherever the storm carries me, I go a willing guest.
[Lat., Quo me cumque rapit tempestas deferor hospes.]

Wherever the storm carries me, I go a willing guest.
[Lat., Quo me cumque rapit tempestas deferor hospes.]

Fish and visitors stink after three days.

Fish and visitors stink after three days.

Sometimes, when guests have gone, the host remembers
Sweet courteous things unsaid.
We two have talked our read more

Sometimes, when guests have gone, the host remembers
Sweet courteous things unsaid.
We two have talked our hearts out to the embers,
And now go hand in hand down to the dead.

Hail, guest, we ask not what thou art;
If friend, we greet thee, hand and heart;
If read more

Hail, guest, we ask not what thou art;
If friend, we greet thee, hand and heart;
If stranger, such no longer be;
If foe, our love shall conquer thee.

(Macbeth:) Here's our chief guest.
(Lady Macbeth:) If he had been forgotten,
It had been as a read more

(Macbeth:) Here's our chief guest.
(Lady Macbeth:) If he had been forgotten,
It had been as a gap in our great feast,
And all-thing unbecoming.