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Oh, Tocqueville, you're the man.
JEAN
I need him like the axe needs the turkey.
HARRINGTON
Don't be vulgar, Jean. Let us be crooked, but never common.
We are Malouins first, say the people of Saint-Malo.
Jean-Claude said. I stared at him, and for the first
PIerre tried to work up a stormy heart of romantic loss about breaking up with Rebecca. It gave him license to drink and brood with hard eyes, which he found interesting.
The story told about him at Count Rostov's was true. Pierre had taken part in tying a policeman to a bear. He
- Who would carry the bell canto
- Of course Montserrat Caballe
The Frenchman is first and foremost a man. He is likeable often just because of his weaknesses, which are always thoroughly human, even if despicable.
I'm not a Frenchie, I'm a Belgie!
Montreal, this wonderful town ... Pearl of Canada, Pearl of the world.
In Pierre Trudeau, Canada has finally produced a Prime Minister worthy of assassination.
Horton is not a "who!" - STOP!
Mr. Couture is not an American citizen. He is from Montreal. It is a large city, about the size of Boston, in that very large country just north of here. You may have heard of it. They play hockey. -
Before you, I engage myself to serve my country with the devotion and the exemplary that this post demands. I understand responsibilities of the job and, as such, I give a republican salute to Nicolas Sarkozy who has led France for 5 years and who deserves all of our respect.
If Pierre Bon-Bon had his failings--and what great man has not a thousand?--if Pierre Bon-Bon, I say, had his failings, they were failings of very little importance--faults indeed which, in other tempers, have often been looked upon rather in the light of virtues.
When a Quebecker is interviewed for French TV, he or she is often subtitled in 'normal' French, as if the language they speak in francophone Canada is so barbarous that Parisians won't be able to understand
Kindly go to Hell!
(Lestat to Oncle Julien's ghost)
sound reasoning always gives offence. Julien's
Stupid Fucking Logan Fucking Matthews
No 'Good evening, Jean-Claude, how are you doing?' Just down to business. How terribly rude,ma petite .
- Jean-Claude
French. Feel. Finger. Fuck.
Chef: Any cook who swears in French.
I may be French, but I'm playing for Arsenal.
Fucking Magnus DuCane. I'd
Be careful, mon bijou.
The Canadian community must invest, for the defence and better
appreciation of the French language, as much time, energy, and money as
are required to prevent the country from breaking up
I think Lafayette wants to rap in French now. I have to go learn some French.
Damn it, Lafayette
Though a good cop, Luc Claudel has the patience of a firecracker, the sensitivity of Vlad the Impaler, and a persistent skepticism as to the value of forensic anthropology.
Snappy dresser, though.
Pierre looked into the sky, into the depths of the retreating, twinkling stars. "And all this is mine, and all this is in me, and all this is me!" thought Pierre. "And all this they've caught and put in a shed and boarded it up!
Eh! Je suis leur chef, il fallait bien les suivre. (Ah well! I am their leader, I really ought to follow them.)
Bonjour, the Embassy of France'
'Ah, bonjour, excuse me for asking but where is the French Coastguard?'
'At the coast. Guarding.
[Pierre] involuntarily started comparing these two men, so different and at the same time so similar, because of the love he had for both of them, and because both had lived and both had died.
My life was in Montreal years ago. Best food in the world.
While imprisoned in the shed Pierre had learned not with his intellect but with his whole being, by life itself, that man is created for happiness, that happiness is within him, in the satisfaction of simple human needs, and that all unhappiness arises not from privation but from superfluity. And
I dunno Lloyd, the French are assholes.
My jaw was on the floor right about then. How could I not know he spoke French? My boyfriend's hotness had just skyrocketed. Dear God. That body and he speaks foreign languages. As
Asking Jean-Claude not to be a pain in the ass was like asking rain not to be wet. Why try?
Oh gods, Jean. Take a false name wherever we end up. Tavrin Callas is good. Let the bastard pop up all over the place.
In Pierre Elliott Trudeau, Canada has at last produced a political leader worthy of assassination.
I work, play and do everything in French.
At least I'm not dead.
That can be remedied.
Jean-Claude & Richard
Dejardins was so stunned, he momentarily forgot how to speak English. Ce n'est pas possible. On ne pourrait pas-
I am not as eloquent as Stephane Dion.
Quis costodiet ipsos custodies? (Who will watch the watchers?)
On his refusal to deal with Keith Primeau: We refuse to pay a prima donna, a petulant, pouting player who had 30 goals last year the same money as Toronto is paying Mats Sundin or Pittsburgh is paying Jaromir Jagr.
Pierre, who knew she was very stupid, sometimes attended, with a strange feeling of perplexity and fear, her evenings and dinner parties, where politics, poetry, and philosophy were discussed. At
An avowed homosexual, that would never be accepted in hockey - never! Because it's a milieu where everyone is often naked.
He spoke that refined French in which our grandparents not only spoke bit thought ...
Of course," Armand was saying to Simon, "you know that it was an American, like yourself, who nearly ruined the wine-making in France?" "We're Canadians." "But that is the same thing, surely?
Pierre was right when he said that one must believe in the possibility of happiness in order to be happy, and I now believe in it. Let the dead bury the dead, but while I'm alive, I must live and be happy.
Boy, those French! They have a different word for everything.
A mediocre season for Nelson Piquet as he is now known and always has been.
Raphael meet Avery.
Saint Claire, the patron saint of the kick-me sign.
Richard Dawson must
Rosie Germaine Mole.
I don't like French food. I like everything but French food.
Ah, Jean-Luc...sometimes I think the only reason I keep coming here is to listen to these wonderful speeches of yours
I'm from Winnipeg, you idiot!
Le Petit is where I cut my teeth with some of my early roles. In 1982, I was in the chorus of 'Gypsy' and soon after I had my first lead as Jamie Lockhart in 'The Robber Bridegroom.'
Dominic Chocolate!!!
On to some juicy French philosophical sex-killing murder-suicide cannibal thing. You?"
"Still the controversial Hungarian breast-cancer radioactive seed implant treatment thing. I adore you."
"Je t'adore aussi. Call me. Bye."
"Bye.
He's a Canadian. I've not much more to say about him." "Isn't he a tall, fit, strapping fellow? A handsome guy, a good-looker with fair hair down to his shoulders?" "Yes," Camille said wairly. "How do you know that as well." "All Canadians are like that. Isn't that so?
I lifted my eyes to the heavens and asked for help because if God exists, there's no way he's French.
I have decided to come back for Les Bleus.
Ordinary French people. Citizens of fear.
It's my cologne. Eau de Recent Injury." (Jace)
There is a certain dignity to being French.
Par Odin, Thor et Tom Hiddleston !
I'm Canadian, but no, I don't speak French.
Jacques wants a pancake shaped like Mozart's Symphony No. 40! In G minor!
Lots of guys don't like Jacques Plante, but he has been good to me. He's always by himself, you know, and how can you hate a guy when you never see him?
The Macedonian Endeavour Channel was screening live coverage of the world series of the Who's Got the Stupidest Name (WGSN) competition. First prize had already gone to Brian Burdock, a French Algerian with a penchant for Longchamp.
Massoud is dead, but not the hope ! (Massoud est mort, - Mais pas l'espoir !)
French was my first language.
It's so French to be a cat person.
(Claude and Marcel LeFever were speaking in French. This simultaneous English translation is being beamed to the reader via literary satellite.)
your uncle Geoffrey.
The only one who is alive today and still being talked about is Pierre Cardin.
To a reporter after Ray was pounded by Edmonton's Georges Laraque: What are you, the fight doctor now or something? You've never been in a fight in your life, so what are you talking about?
Hello, Jean-Claude," I said. "Greetings, ma petite," he said. His voice was like fur, rich, soft, vaguely obscene, as if just talking to him was something dirty. Maybe it was. "Don't call me ma petite," I said. He smiled slightly, not a hint of fang. "As you like.
After you've had Alain Prost and Ayrton Senna as team-mates you don't give a **** who the next bloke is
I'm as American as de Tocqueville.
Him - ce genie-la. Every nation has its own ideals of every
On top of pique, umbrage, and ennui. Oh, the French diseases of the soul.
You'll be reading the breakfast menu without me before you know it.
Hmm, maybe I don't want to learn French
What is his name?-- Jane Austen
Lacroix has been fantastic. He's very nice. He gets the joke, and I think that's a good thing.
We do not want the Quebec nation to disappear.
Sidney Crosby, our greatest player, I don't want to see Sidney Crosby in the penalty box. I don't want to see Sidney Crosby hurt. I want to see Sidney Crosby play.
I said last week that the number on Jean's back does not matter. He stays effective as a runner, decision-maker and leader.
I knew him, but never felt that I got really close to Saint Laurent. But who really did? Betty Catroux, maybe.
Antoine, you have a phone call." Chef Fanelli
Who's got two thumbs, speaks limited French and hasn't cried once today? This moi.
What's his name?
Team Leo!~ Leo valdez
French name, English accent, American school. Anna confused.
["What is the most real thing you can think of?"]
Jacques thought for a long time before answering; he tried to weigh up what was most vital and enduring in all that he had known. Eventually, no longer smiling, he said, 'Memory'.
Everything bad about France was transferred to Quebec.
Babineau was always intense, but these days he's downright weird.