Quotes About Culture

We were watching a sitcom, I don't remember which. There were many of them at the time that all could be lumped together under the title of Funny Minority and the White Guy .

So I wanted to make you a nice French meal," she said. "Coq au vin." She said it with her best Bad French accent, caca van, and a very small lightbulb came on in my head. "Caca van?" I said, and I looked at Astor. She nodded. "Poop van," she said.

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Holy shit," he said. "Oh, my God, holy shit." "Vince," I said, irritated because he had interrupted the first happy thoughts I'd had in days. "In traditional Western culture, we like to separate deity and feces." He

Ah, well. At least religion was responsible for some nice pictures, and that should count for something.

Hey," Robert said. "Aren't you supposed to say 'what up' or something?" Renny stared at Robert with his head tilted, one eyebrow raised and one lowered. "You gonna teach me how to talk black, Robert?" he said. "Damn, that's great; I been wanting to learn that.

Bari, that freewheeling gem on Italy's Adriatic coast.

Korea, right, you'd think it was tea, tea, tea. Like China and Japan. But the last emperor of Korea, his name was Sunjong, the nineteen twenties, he loved the West and always had coffee at the palace. He and his father would sit around drinking coffee and talking about world affairs. Word got around and the citizens began to drink coffee. They liked to do what their emperor does. There're more coffee drinkers in Korea than any other Asian country. They even

Prewar." It occurred to Rhyme that in Italy the phrase would, in most people's minds, refer to the Second World War. Unlike America for the past eighty years, Italy had not regularly dotted the globe with tanks and infantry and drones. Thom

Dellray had advanced degrees—including psychology and philosophy (yes, one could philosophize as a hobby)—but he somehow fell naturally into a street patois of his own making, not gang-talk, not African American Vernacular English. It was, like his clothing and his penchant for reading Heidegger and Kant to his children, pure Dellray.

Observe the Baltimore Irish Catholic in his natural environment, eating soft ice cream and onion rings after a movie.

Northern Virginia could never decide whether it was a suburb of New York or a part of the Confederacy.

A spy in what her mother called the land of Mackerel Snappers and Shanty Irish.

What good is it to perform anyway? The audience sits there like logs, they cough and sneeze, they don't dress up anymore. Do you know what it's like playing Brahms for people wearing blue jeans and T-shirts?

Let me tell you something. Do you know why those Turkish girls cover their faces? You think it's because of religion? No. It's because otherwise no one can stand to look at them!

The English are the biggest snobs on earth Harry.

the English and the Americans were divided by a common language.

Graffiti, Dimitri explained

I should have prepared you for a brand of snobbery that no other nation on earth can emulate.

but he still wasn't sure how to respond to the English obsession with the weather.

God bless the Scots and their puritan upbringing

prejudice was often taught at the breakfast table.

At least, not until she met Patrick Casey, who proved that the charm of the Irish was not just a cliche.

The Japanese always arrive bearing a gift,' whispered Anna, 'but under no circumstances should you open it in their presence.