Quotes About France

I hope to continue my friendship with France and its filmmakers for many years to come.

I know where I'm going and I have told the French. I am sure if hope is there, we will be able to put France back on its feet to live better in five years than we do today.

The French are always reticent to surrender to the wishes of their friends and always more than willing to surrender to the wishes of their enemies.

The waiters in France could all be senators in the US.

The French have the right respect for dogs--in France we chiens get to go to lunch and dinner anytime, anywhere.

Going to war without France is like going hunting without an accordion.

You know frankly, going to war without France is like going deer hunting without an accordion. You just leave a lot of useless noisy baggage behind.

The Algerians were revolutionsists, they wanted land. France offered to let them be integrated into France. They told France, to hell with Fance, they wanted some land, not some France.

Frankrijk is mooi, de wereld is mooi, maar ik wil het niet zien. Niet zonder jou.

Richey James, the band's resident depressive and ropey rhythm guitarist, is less enthusiastic, despite appearing quite content. "I never find it exciting to go anywhere," he shrugs. "You get much more true information from literature than from travelling. Like, if I want to know about France, I'll buy the book.

When the Great War came he would wage it with the fury of the affronted. Neither Theodore Roosevelt's son Quentin, who was to die in a dogfight over France, nor the old Bull Moose himself, who was to die in grief not long thereafter, would survive Wilson's abhorrence of war.

Flattery corrupts both the receiver and the giver, and adulation is not of more service to the people than to kings. I should, therefore, suspend my congratulations on the new liberty of France

Sometimes, when he was alone, he sat in the Doge's chair, as it was always called, leaning forward on the edge of the seat, his right hand clasping one of the intricately carved arms, striking a pose he remembered from the Illustrated History of England he had been given at prep school. The picture portrayed Henry V's superb anger when he was sent a present of tennis balls by the insolent King of France.

The clergyman had held field services in France when the shells were dropping all about his khaki congregation. Thus, the advent of a huge and muddily shaggy dog did not throw him off his mental balance in the mere reading of a marriage service.

More important, however, Henry's book found its mark in Rome. He had long resented the pope's gift of glorious titles to the kings of Spain ("the Catholic King") and France ("the Most Christian King"), while England was left out. Now, finally and after some negotiation, Henry got his prize and became "Defender of the Faith.

He remembered his mother once telling him that there were more than three hundred types of cheese made in France. Soured had solemnly replied that one day he would go there and try every one. There were worse reasons to choose a place to live

In France, we have a mania for meetings that start very early and finish very late. It wastes time and creates rigidity in schedules. Everyone knows I hate long meetings.

For years, the place I really lived - the world I watched, the one I thought and wrote about - was 15th-century France.

The French were mystified about the Watergate scandal.

In France, President Francois Hollande is leveraging the next wave of the Internet to jumpstart economic reforms and create jobs for hundreds of thousands of citizens. A historically socialist government, France has had the courage to quickly implement unique partnerships with the business community to drive entrepreneurial spirit and thinking.

I find the organic wave much more interesting in America than in France.

In France, successive waves of Gaul, Visigoth, and Frank have swept over the land and have dominated it. But the fair hair and blue eyes and the clear skin of the conquering races have been submerged by the rising and overflow of the dusky blood of the original population.

I have lived in the South of France - think cobalt skies, lapping waves, rocky bays - for almost 35 years.

There's a big difference between France and the U.S. In the U.S., immigrants must work to live. In France, they're taken care of by public finances. In France, there are millions of unemployed people already. We cannot house them, give them health care, education... finance people who keep coming and coming.