Quotes About Culture

Use your own reason to find the truth. And to do this, you must first get rid of the myths that your culture injected to your brain!

West is too materialist; East is too spiritual; North is too cold; South is too loose!

Your culture is your limit; if you can't go beyond it, you will remain as a frog of your little lake!

We don't walk. We overeat because we've made it easy to overeat. We have fast-food joints on every corner. By the way, the 'we' is all of us. It's not the government. It's all of us doing this together.

But I have bad taste with a deep fount of intellectuality.

My wit is often characterized as being Jewish comedy. Occasionally, that's true. But for the most part to characterize my humor as purely Jewish humor is not accurate. It's really New York humor. New York humor is not just Jewish humor. It has a certain rhythm. It has a certain intensity and a certain pulse.

Good God, is the man a heathen?' 'Worse, a capitalist with pretensions of culture.

Our voices sound kinder in the skin of our own language.

It's like two cultures had a massive fight over his face and neither won.

He has a strange face. It's all sharpness and angles and incredibly fair skin. But then he's got this thatch of black hair that's such a contrast. It's like two cultures had a massive fight over his face and neither won.

Because we don't live in a society anymore, Tom. We live in an economy. We're not citizens. We're customers.

You don't look Italian," I tell him. "Half." "Which half?" He thinks for a moment, and I see a ghost of a smile appear on his face. "The pigheaded side." "I thought you said you were only half Italian?" He bursts out laughing. It's short, as if he's regretted allowing me to make him laugh, but the satisfaction's already mine.

A tradition that we'll never let go. A tradition that I probably will never let go of either, simply because like religion, culture is nailed into you so deep you can't escape it. No matter how far you run.

There are always jobs I have to learn because all good Italian girls know how to do them and one day I'll need them to look after my chauvinistic husband.

Because without our language, we have lost ourselves. Who are we without our words?

The Negro on saxophone blew out a language older than English and the glasses on the tables trembled

When we no longer have good cooking in the world, we will have no literature, nor high and sharp intelligence, nor friendly gatherings, nor social harmony.

Rachel? my dad prompts. Do I have to...?" His stern expression answers my question Fine. I'm grateful that the Native Americans are finally getting revenge on the white man for destroying their culture, by building megacasinos.

I've never understood it. That is always the first thing someone asks: Where are you from. Not 'What do you like?' or 'What do you believe?' or even 'What is your mother like?' which all have more bearing on the person I am. And if I don't tell them where I'm from, they try to guess.... It drives them mad, as if to know me they need to know where I am from.

I mean all this focus on how we look on the outside. It's just all wrong

The Internet took off in English and although there are now fifteen hundred languages on the Internet, seventy percent of it is still in English.

Estuary English creeps in and shows no sign of ebbing.

That, too, is part of this adventure — there are both casualties and survivors as this hungry creature, English, demanded more and more subjects.

to lose any language is to lose a unique way of knowing life.