Best 223 of French quotes - MyQuotes

By Anonym 16 Sep

Lisa Kleypas

Dressed in a lemon-colored gown made of cashmere, with sleeves of a silk so thin it was referred to by dressmakers as peau de papillon, or "butterfly skin," Lily was breathtakingly beautiful.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Pamela Druckerman

One day I have a revelation. ‘I think we’re actually quite compatible,’ I tell him. ‘You’re irritable, and I’m irritating.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Malak El Halabi

Viens. Pour que je reveille ce monde en t’embrassant. Viens. Tout nu. Que ta peau sur la mienne reveille chaque cellule en moi. Café—

By Anonym 16 Sep

Andrea Bouchaud

{...]I began to feel tears of frustration build up in my eyes, yearning to free themselves from their glandular prisons.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Grand Corps Malade

Quand tu es dépendant des autres pour le moindre geste, il faut être pote avec la grande aiguille de l'horloge. La patience est un art qui s'apprend patiemment.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Charles Dickens

On this matter I'm inclined to agree with the French, who gaze upon any personal dietary prohibition as bad manners.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Jacques Tardi

Une lutte qui semble perdue, est la plus excitante.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Brynn Kelly

It was too late for the truth – and too soon.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Margaret Atwood

An old walrus-faced waiter attended to me; he had the knack of pouring the coffee and the hot milk from two jugs, held high in the air, and I found this entrancing, as if he were a child's magician. One day he said to me - he had some English - "Why are you sad?" "I'm not sad," I said, and began to cry. Sympathy from strangers can be ruinous. "You should not be sad," he said, gazing at me with his melancholy, leathery walrus eyes. "It must be the love. But you are young and pretty, you will have time to be sad later." The French are connoisseurs of sadness, they know all the kinds. This is why they have bidets. "It is criminal, the love," he said, patting my shoulder. "But none is worse.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Carolyn Turgeon

Tous mes anciens amours vont me revenir.' - All my old loves will be returned to me

By Anonym 16 Sep

Pierre De Ronsard

Haleine contre haleine, échauffe-moi la vie, Mille et mille baisers donne-moi je te prie, Amour veut tout sans nombre, amour n’a point de loi Translated: Breath against breath warms my life. A thousand kisses give me I pray thee. Love says it all without number, love knows no law.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Dashiell Hammett

...What do you do with all your money?" "Me and the French hoard gold.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Mireille Guiliano

Give us being and feeling over having any day.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Rachel L. Demeter

If I’m a monster, mademoiselle, it’s because man’s cruelty has made me so.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Albert Camus

For the existentials negation is their God

By Anonym 18 Sep

Abhijit Naskar

Soit vous êtes homophobes, soit vous êtes humains - être à la fois humain et homophobe est incompatible.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Diana Abu-jaber

She collects a tray from the kitchen: arranges almond and mango cream puffs, brown sugar lace cookies, and miniature napoleons of vanilla and guava: fleeting breaths of pate a choux and buttercreams that dissolve in single bites.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Paul Bowles

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 me as if it is going to go on, because the French aren't going to give in, and certainly the Arabs aren't, because they can't. They're fighting with their backs the the wall." "I thought maybe you meant you expected a new world war," he lied. "That's the least of my worries. When that comes, we've had it. You can't sit around mooning about Judgement Day. That's just silly. Everybody who ever lived has always had his own private Judgment Day to face anyway, and he still has. As far as that goes, nothing's changed at all.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Eric Hoffer

The Jews are a peculiar people: Things permitted to other nations are forbidden to the Jews. Other nations drive out thousands, even millions of people, and there is no refugee problem. Russia did it. Poland and Czechoslovakia did it. Turkey threw out a million Greeks and Algeria a million Frenchmen. Indonesia threw out heaven knows how many Chinese--and no one says a word about refugees. But in the case of Israel, the displaced Arabs have become eternal refugees. Everyone insists that Israel must take back every single Arab. Arnold Toynbee calls the displacement of the Arabs an atrocity greater than any committed by the Nazis. Other nations when victorious on the battlefield dictate peace terms. But when Israel is victorious it must sue for peace. Everyone expects the Jews to be the only real Christians in this world.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Michel De Montaigne

L'utilité du vivre n'est pas en l'espace: elle est en l'usage.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jean Lorrain

I am an idea in an era that has no more of them.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Marty Bisson Milo

parce que je suis magique,Et que tu est ma pierre precieuse

By Anonym 16 Sep

Anne Berest

Go to the theater, to museums, and to concerts as often as possible; it gives you a healthy glow.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Ludvig Holberg

Men jeg drister mig, uden Vanitet, at sige, at vore Nordiske Tilskuere, helst af Middelstand, ere langt beqvem-mere Dommere herudi, end de Parisiske: Thi hvis de første ikke have saa fiin Smag som de sidste, saa have de den dog ikke saa selsom og fordærved.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Julia Child

It seemed that in Paris you could discuss classic literature or architecture or great music with everyone from the garbage collector to the mayor.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Raymond Queneau

Mais Turandot sort brusquement de son bistrot et, du bas des marches, il lui crie : "Eh petite, où vas-tu comme ça ?" Zazie ne lui rèpond pas, elle se contente d'allonger le pas.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Pablo Servigne

L'utopie a changé de camp : est aujourd'hui utopiste celui qui croit que tout peut continuer comme avant.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Diana Abu-jaber

Avis named her business Paradise Pastry because she imagined cathedrals. She thought about the stonemasons, glassblowers, sculptors- who gave lifetimes to the creation of beauty. Every sugar crust she rolled, every simple 'tarte Tatin' was a bit of a church. She consecrated herself to it: later, it became her tribute to her daughter and the unknown into which she'd disappeared. She had her cathedral to enter, to console her. Her friend Jean-Francoise, chef at La Petit Choux, said that her pastries would be transcendent, if only she wasn't American.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Vladimir Nabokov

His brown eyes would roam around the various sentimental and artistic bric-a-brac present, and his own banal toiles (the conventionally primitive eyes, sliced guitars, blue nipples and geometrical designs of the day), and with a vague gesture toward a painted wooden bowl or veined vase, he would say "Prenez donc une des ces poires. La bonne dame d'en face m'en offre plus que je n'en peux savourer." Or: "Mississe Taille Lore vient de me donner ces dahlias, belles fleurs que j'exècre.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Katherine Rundell

He was thirty-six years old, and six foot three. He spoke English to people and French to cats, and Latin to the birds. He had once nearly killed himself trying to read and ride a horse at the same time.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Keigo Higashino

Détaché de ses amarres, son cœur flottait à la dérive dans la ciel.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Marcel Proust

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 had invaded my senses, something isolated, detached, with no suggestion of its origin. And at once the vicissitudes of life had become indifferent to me, its disasters innocuous, its brevity illusory – this new sensation having had on me the effect which love has of filling me with a precious essence; or rather this essence was not in me it was me. ... Whence did it come? What did it mean? How could I seize and apprehend it? ... And suddenly the memory revealed itself. The taste was that of the little piece of madeleine which on Sunday mornings at Combray (because on those mornings I did not go out before mass), when I went to say good morning to her in her bedroom, my aunt Léonie used to give me, dipping it first in her own cup of tea or tisane. The sight of the little madeleine had recalled nothing to my mind before I tasted it. And all from my cup of tea.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Jean De Lattre De Tassigny

Un optimiste, c'est un homme qui plante deux glands et qui s'achète un hamac.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Claude Roy

Il est plus facile d'être un voyageur ou un savant que d'être un ami, un amant. Plus aisé d'aimer les hommes vaguement que d'aimer à la perfection un seul être imparfait.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Julia Child

The Parisian grocers insisted that I interact with them personally: if I wasn't willing to take the time to get to know them and their wares, then I would not go home with the freshest legumes or cuts of meat in my basket. They certainly made me work for my supper-- but, oh, what suppers!

By Anonym 18 Sep

Leopoldo Marechal

Temperee, riante, (comme le sont celles d'automne dans la tres gracieuse ville de Buenos Aires) resplendissait la matinee de ce 28 avril: dix heures venait de sonner aux horloges et, a cet instant, eveillee, gesticulant sous le soleil matinal, la Grande Capitale du Sud etait un epi d'hommes qui se disputaient a grands cris la possession du jour et de la terre.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Roland Barthes

I transform "Work" in its analytic meaning (the Work of Mourning, the Dream-Work) into the real "Work" - of writing.) for: the "Work" by which (it is said) we emerge from the great crises (love, grief) cannot be liquidated hastily: for me, it is accomplished only in and by writing.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Gustave Flaubert

Adieu, mon cher vieux. Relis et rebûche ton conte. Laisse-le reposer et reprends-le, les livres ne se font pas comme les enfants, mais comme les pyramides, avec un dessin prémédité, et en apportant des grands blocs l´un par-dessus l´autre, à force de reins, de temps et de sueur, et ça ne sert à rien! et ça reste dans le désert! mais en le dominant prodigieusement. Les chacals pissent au bas et les bourgeois montent dessus, etc.; continue la comparaison.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Simone De Beauvoir

N'importe quoi pouvait donc m'arriver, comme à n'importe qui : quelle révolution! C'est tellement étonnant d'être soi, justement soi, c'est si radicalement unique, qu'on a peine à se persuader que cette singularité se rencontre chez tout le monde et qu'on relève des statistiques. Maladie, accident, malheur, ça n'arrive jamais qu'aux autres : mais sous les yeux des curieux, l'autre brusquement, c'était moi; comme tous les autres, j'étais pour tous les autres une autre.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Gertrud Kolmar

Métamorphoses la nuit je veux l'enrouler autour de moi comme un drap chaud elle avec ses étoiles blanches, avec sa malédiction grise avec ses bouts ondoyants, qui traquent les coqs des jours, je pends dans les charpentes aussi raide qu'une chauve-souris, je me laisse tomber dans l'air et je pars en chasse. Homme, j'ai rêvé de ton sang, je te mords jusqu'à la blessure, je me love dans tes cheveux et j'aspire ta bouche. Au-dessus des tours émondées les cimes du ciel sont noires. De leurs troncs dénudés suinte de la résine vitreuse vers des coupes invisibles de porto. Dans mes yeux marron demeure le reflet, Avec mes yeux marron doré je pars chercher ma proie, je capture poisson dans les tombes, celles qui se tiennent entre les maisons je capture poisson dans la mer : et la mer est une place plus loin avec des mats brisés, des amours noyés. Les lourdes cloches du navire sonnent venant de la forêt des algues. Sous la forme du navire se fige une forme d'enfant, dans ses mains du limon, au front une lumière. Entre nous les eaux voyagent, je ne te garde pas. Derrière des vitres gelées luisent des lampes bariolées et blanches, des cuillères livides coulent dans le bol, glace multicolore ; je vous appâte avec des fruits rouges, faits avec mes lèvres je suis un petit en-cas dans le gobelet de la nuit.

By Anonym 18 Sep

John Kennedy Toole

Parce que, à sa façon de causer, on voyait bien que le gars était allé très longtemps à l'école. C'était probablement ce qui l'avait rendu dingue.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Abhijit Naskar

En invoquant l’infusion en Jésus, l'homme, avec de la magie divine – en le rendant capable de miracles terrestres ainsi que de sa propre résurrection, l'église primitive l'a trans-formé en un Dieu du monde humain.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Georges Simenon

Sunday lay so heavily in the air as to become almost nauseating. Maigret used to claim openly, half seriously, half in fun, that he had always had the knack of sensing a Sunday from his bed, without even having to open his eyes.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Jean-paul Sartre

What would you expect to find when the muzzle that has silenced the voices of black men is removed? That they would chant your praises? Did you think that when those heads that our fathers had forcibly bowed down to the ground were raised again, you would find adoration in their eyes?

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jean Giraudoux

ANDROMAQUE [Mon fils] ne sera pas lâche. Mais je lui aurai coupé l’index de la main droite. HECTOR Si toutes les mères coupent l’index droit de leur fils, les armées de l’univers se feront la guerre sans index... Et si elles lui coupent la jambe droite, les armées seront unijambistes... Et si elles lui crèvent les yeux, les armées seront aveugles, mais il y aura des armées, et dans la mêlée elles se chercheront le défaut de l’aine, ou la gorge, à tâtons... ANDROMAQUE Je le tuerai plutôt. HECTOR Voilà la vraie solution maternelle des guerres.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Paul Verlaine

Ce fut le temps sous de clairs ciels, (Vous en souvenez-vous, Madame?) De baisers superficiels Et des sentiments à fleur d'âme. It was a time of cloudless skies, (My lady, do you recall?) Of kisses that brushed the surface And feelings that shook the soul.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Abhijit Naskar

Plus une personne est unie en lui-même et intérieurement simple, plus elle comprend les choses de plus en plus, parce qu'il ou elle reçoit la lumière de la compréhension de l'intérieur.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Antoine De Saint-exupery

Ce n'était qu'un renard semblable à cent mille autres. Mais j'en ai fait mon ami, et il est maintenant unique au monde.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Aimee Bender

My favorite of all was still the place on Vermont, the French cafe, La Lyonnaise, that had given me the best onion soup on that night with George and my father. The two owners hailed from France, from Lyon, before the city had boomed into a culinary sibling of Paris. Inside, it had only a few tables, and the waiters served everything out of order, and it had a B rating in the window, and they usually sat me right by the swinging kitchen door, but I didn't care about any of it. There, I ordered chicken Dijon, or beef Bourguignon, or a simple green salad, or a pate sandwich, and when it came to the table, I melted into whatever arrived. I lavished in a forkful of spinach gratin on the side, at how delighted the chef had clearly been over the balance of spinach and cheese, like she was conducting a meeting of spinach and cheese, like a matchmaker who knew they would shortly fall in love. Sure, there were small distractions and preoccupations in it all, but I could find the food in there, the food was the center, and the person making the food was so connected with the food that I could really, for once, enjoy it.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Angela Carter

all cats have a Spanish tinge although Puss himself elegantly lubricates his virile, muscular, native Bergamasque with French, since that is the only language in which you can purr.