Top French Quotes

Let me put it this way. Canada is not so much a country as a holding tank filled with the disgruntled progeny of defeated peoples.

This theory [the oxygen theory] is not as I have heard it described, that of the French chemists, it is mine (elle est la mienne); it is a property which I claim from my contemporaries and from poster...

French Definition

(a.) Of or pertaining to France or its inhabitants.

(n.) The language spoken in France.

(n.) Collectively, the people of France.

There exists a bastard cuisine that is too often assumed to be real French cooking.

Speak in French when you can’t think of the English for a thing--turn your toes out when you walk---And remember who you are!

Garlic is divine. Few food items can taste so many distinct ways, handled correctly. Misuse of garlic is a crime. Old garlic, burnt garlic, garlic cut too long ago and garlic that has been tragically...

Into the face of the young man who sat on the terrace of the Hotel Magnifique at Cannes there had crept a look of furtive shame, the shifty hangdog look which announces that an Englishman is about to...

If anyone does not have three minutes in his life to make an omelette, then life is not worth living.

He showed the words chocolate cake to a group of Americans and recorded their word associations. Guilt was the top response. If that strikes you as unexceptional, consider the response of French eater...

For , literally translated, 'Since it must be so,' of all the good-bys I have heard is the most beautiful. Unlike the and , it does not try to cheat itself by any bravado 'Till we meet again,' any se...

Though we were forbidden to speak anything but French, the teacher would occasionally use us to practice any of her five fluent languages.I hate you, she said to me one afternoon. Her English was flaw...

Irene gasped. Have you taken leave of your senses, Stuart? she hissed. Have you?Stuart closed his eyes.No, he said. Au contraire. It was strong language for the Edinburgh New Town, but he had to say i...

For the weekend before, we had had a blowout of tarts, a tart bender, tart madness- even, I dare say, a Tart-a-pa-, if you will forgive one final usage of the construction before we at last bury that...

(From Boulez, an authorized biography by Joan Peyser)At the chapel door he [a priest associated with a school Boulez attended] asked me if what he had been told was true: that Boulez no longer believe...

Cherchez la femme, Bucky. Remember that.

People pretend not to like grapes when the vines are too high for them to reach.

A cheval sur une tombe et une naissance difficile. Du fond du trou, rêveusement, le fossoyeur applique ses fers. On a le temps de vieillir. L'air est plein de nos cris.

No sooner had the warm liquid mixed with the crumbs touched my palate than a shudder ran through me and I stopped, intent upon the extraordinary thing that was happening to me. An exquisite pleasure h...

Kilmartin wrote a highly amusing and illuminating account of his experience as a Proust revisionist, which appeared in the first issue of Ben Sonnenberg's quarterly in the autumn of 1981. The essay o...

High heels? Painful pleasure.

There's a little war in progress here. There won't be anything left of the place if it goes on at this rate. (But it's hard to feign innocence if you've eaten the apple, he reflected.) And it looks to...