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I love Americans, but not when they try to talk French. What a blessing it is that they never try to talk English.
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I love Americans, but not when they try to talk French. What a blessing it is that they never try to talk English.
To eat well in England, you should have a breakfast three times a day.
Envy is the central fact of American life.
The Jew has his other side. He has some discreditable ways, though he has not a monopoly of them. He has a reputation for various small forms of cheating, and for practicing oppressive usury, and for burning himself out to get the insurance, and for arranging cunning contracts which leave him an exit but lock the other man in, and for smart evasions which find him safe and comfortable just within the strict letter of the law, when court and jury know very well that he has violated the spirit of it.
It seems to me as good as certain that we cannot get the upper hand against England. The English, the best race in the world, cannot lose! We, however, can lose and shall lose, if not this year then next year. The thought that our race is going to be beaten depresses me terribly, because I am completely German.
I agree with Sir William Temple, that the word humour is peculiar to our English tongue; but not that the thing itself is peculiar to the English, because the contrary may be found in many Spanish, Italian, and French productions.
You Europeans know nothing about America. Because we amass large fortunes you think we care for nothing but money. We are nothing for it; the moment we have it we spend it, sometimes well, sometimes ill, but we spend it. Money is nothing to us; it's merely the symbol of success. We are the greatest idealists in the world; I happen to think that we've set our ideal on the wrong objects; I happen to think that the greatest ideal man can set before himself is self-perfection.
France has neither winter nor summer nor morals. Apart from these drawbacks it is a fine country.
The scholars of Ireland seem not to have the least conception of a style, but run on in a flat phraseology, often mingled with barbarous terms.
The English tongue if refined to a certain standard might perhaps be fixed forever.