Quotes About French

Magical? Non. Magnificent? Don't be absurd. Less bleak than anything else we have seen? Now truly you are speaking French, the ambassador said approvingly.

For as any French-influenced courtier could explain, to insist on everything's being reasonable, in a world that wasn't, was, in itself, unreasonable.

The British are masters of disinformation, the Americans have learned from them, the French think they invented it, and the Germans are not subtle enough to put out a good lie. As for the Italians, your former colonial masters, they believe their own disinformation and act on it.

modern terms, what Law was attempting could be described as reflation. The French economy had been in recession in 1716 and Law's expansion of the money supply with banknotes clearly did provide a much-needed stimulus.52

The big French movie distributors are the Trojan horse of the American cinema.

People know that I have a great love for cinema. Not just for commercial cinema, but for the 'cinema d'auteur.' But to me, two of the great 'auteurs' are actually actors and they both happen to be French. One is Alain Delon and the other is Jean-Paul Belmondo.

Mum and Dad sent us to a bilingual school, so we had half the lessons in English and half in French. But I remember being hugely lost.

There are some who believe that secularism and Islam are not compatible. But Muslims should show everyone that this is not the case. It's up to them to show that you can be French and Muslim and still respect secular rules.

I am a native Frenchwoman and proud of it.

I feel like people are like, 'Ooh, French beauty, they don't do anything.' But I think it's more about looking as natural as possible.

Joan" was an Anglicized pronunciation of the French "Jeanne

I have not been able to discover whether there exists a precise French equivalent for the common Anglo-American expression 'killing time.' It's a very crass and breezy expression, when you ponder it for a moment, considering that time, after all, is killing us.

Moi?, said I, in perfect fucking French.

So I'm all, Owned! Bee-yatch! Dog fucking owned you! Doing a minor booty dance of ownage, perhaps, in retrospect, a bit prematurely. (I believe hip-hop to be the apprpriate language for taunting, at least until I learn French.)

It is accepted science that God himself gave the French the gift of their cuisine, and while he was downstairs, cursed the English with theirs.

On sober reflection, I find few reasons for publishing my Italian version of an obscure, neo-Gothic French version of a seventeenth century Latin edition of a work written in Latin by a German Monk toward the end of the fourteenth century...First of all, what style should I employ?

I francesi] sono cattivi. Uccidono per noia. E' l'unico popolo che ha tenuto occupati per vari anni i suoi cittadini a tagliarsi reciprocamente la testa, e fortuna che Napoleone ha deviato la loro rabbia su quelli di altra razza, incolonnandoli a distruggere l'Europa.

On sober reflection, I find few reasons for publishing my Italian version of the obscure, neo-Gothic French version of a seventeenth-century Latin edition of a work written in Latin by a German monk toward the end of the fourteenth century.

His discourse embraced the complete Nazi program for the undermining of the French republic: warm protestations of friendship; unlimited promises of peace; the sowing of distrust of all politicians and of the entire democratic procedure; and, above all else, fear of the Red specter.

General de Gaulle, now head of the French government, had been invited to consult with the President; but instead the American Ambassador came on board and reported that le grand Charlie had made lame excuses. The truth was his dignité did not permit him to travel to see anybody. He hated Roosevelt almost as much as any Wall Street tycoon hated him

the principal raw material from which Huiles Lesieur derived its products was the peanut crop of French West Africa.

The Fascist groups were becoming more and more active, and were resorting to gangsterism, as in all the countries bordering on Italy and Germany. They were provided with funds not only from French capitalist sources, but also from abroad.

Believe it or not, in 1969 the French writer Georges Perec wrote a palindromic story that was 500 words long! The whole story reads the same backwards as forwards.

To err is human. To loaf is Parisian.