|www.corsinet.com - Brain Candy|
|Brain Candy Quotations|
quotations about countries of the world
Tell your people that since the Great Father promised that we
should never be removed we have been moved five times. I think you
had better put the Indians on wheels so you can run them about wherever
America, America! God shed His grace on thee
We are sojourners and strangers in this nation that rewards those
who succumb to the temptation of the desert.
Oh Beautiful for smoggy skies, insecticided grain,
Americans always try to do the right thing -- after they've tried
America knows nothing of food, love, or art.
I think there are only three things America will be known for 2,000
years from now when they study this civilization: the Constitution,
jazz music, and baseball.
For this is what America is all about. It is the uncrossed desert
and the unclimbed ridge. It is the star that is not reached and
the harvest that's sleeping in the unplowed ground.
America is a melting pot, the people at the bottom get burned while
all the scum floats to the top.
In America half an hour is forty minutes.
America's one of the finest countries anyone ever stole.
I don't see much future for the Americans. Everything about the
behavior of the American society reveals that it's half judaized,
and the other half is negrified. How can one expect a state like
that to hold together?
When I was a graduate student at Harvard, I learned about showers
and central heating. Ten years later, I learned about breakfast
meetings. These are America's three contributions to civilization.
The men the American people admire most extravagantly are the most
daring liars; the men they detest most violently are those who try
to tell the truth.
Americans can eat garbage, provided you sprinkle it liberally with
ketchup, mustard, chili sauce, Tabasco sauce, cayenne pepper, or
any other condiment which destroys the original flavor of the dish.
Illegal aliens have always been a problem in the United States.
Ask any Indian.
In America, anyone can become President. That's one of the risks
America is a large, friendly dog in a very small room. Every time
it wags its tail, it knocks over a chair.
America is the only country that went from barbarism to decadence
without civilization in between.
America is one long expectoration.
One comes to the United States--always, no matter how often--to
see the future. It's what life in one's own country will be like,
five, ten, twenty years from now.
America is God's crucible, the great melting pot.
Oh, it's home again, and home again, America for me!
Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong,
Australia, n. A country lying in the South Sea, whose industrial
and commercial development has been unspeakably retarded by an unfortunate
dispute among geographers as to whether it is a continent or an
Canada is a country so square that even the female impersonators
Canada has never been a melting pot; more like a tossed salad.
I fear that I have not got much to say about Canada, not having
seen much; what I got by going to Canada was a cold.
Canada: A few acres of snow.
The English instinctively admire any man who has no talent and
is modest about it.
English coffee tastes like water that has been squeezed out of
a wet sleeve.
England is a nation of shopkeepers.
It's easy to understand why the most beautiful poems about England
in the spring were written by poets living in Italy at the time.
The Englishman who has lost his fortune is said to have died of
a broken heart.
England is the paradise of women, the purgatory of men, and the
hell of horses.
The English find ill-health not only interesting but respectable
and often experience death in the effort to avoid a fuss.
The English never smash in a face. They merely refrain from asking
it to dinner.
We know no spectacle so ridiculous as the British public in one
of its periodical fits of morality.
Britain is the only country in the world where the food is more
dangerous than the sex.
If an Englishman gets run down by a truck he apologizes to the
Continental people have sex lives; the English have hot-water bottles.
An Englishman thinks he is moral when he is only uncomfortable.
I know why the sun never sets on the British Empire: God wouldn't
trust an Englishman in the dark.
English people apparently queue up as a sort of hobby. A family
man might pass a mild autumn evening by taking the wife and kids
to stand in the cinema queue for a while and then leading them over
for a few minutes in the sweetshop queue and then, as a special
treat for the kids, saying "Perhaps we've time to have a look at
the Number Thirty-One bus queue before we turn in."
Anyone who has been to an English public school will feel comparatively
at home in prison.
The English never abolish anything. They put it in cold storage.
I did a picture in England one winter and it was so cold I almost
Every man has two countries, his own and France.
The French are sawed-off sissies who eat snails and slugs and cheese
that smells like people's feet. Utter cowards who force their own
children to drink wine, they gibber like baboons even when you try
to speak to them in their own wimpy language.
France has neither winter, summer, nor morals - apart from these
drawbacks it it a fine country.
France is a country where the money falls apart but you can't
tear the toilet paper.
The German mind has a talent for making no mistakes but the very
You can always reason with a German. You can always reason with
a barnyard animal, too, for all the good it does.
Germany is a machine for producing geniuses. Its crowning product
was the German Jew which in suitably dramatic style it then tried
Germany, the diseased world's bathhouse.
The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece!
It is not enough to be Hungarian; you must have talent, as well.
Yet dearer still that Irish hill than all the world beside;
- - - William Allingham "Adieu to Belashanny"
This is one race of people for whom psychoanalysis is of no use
The problem with Ireland is that it's a country full of genius,
but with absolutely no talent.
O Ireland isn't it grand you look--
In Ireland the inevitable never happens and the unexpected constantly
I'm troubled, I'm dissatisfied. I'm Irish.
In Israel, in order to be a realist you must believe in miracles.
Open my heart and you will see,
Midnight, and love, and youth, and Italy!
I love the language, that soft bastard Latin,
Italia! O Italia! thou who hast
A man who has not been in Italy, is always conscious of an
inferiority, from his not having seen what it is expected a man
Know'st thou the land where the lemon-trees bloom,
The Japanese have perfected good manners and made them indistinguishable
Round the centre of the covered market, where there is a basin
of water, are the flowers: red, white, pink roses in heaps, many-coloured
little carnations, poppies, bits of larkspur, lemon and orange
marigolds, buds of madonna lilies, pansies, a few forget-me-nots.
They don't bring the tropical flowers. Only the lilies come wild
from the hills, and the mauve red orchids."
The Mexican...is familiar with death. [He] jokes about it, caresses
it, sleeps with it, celebrates it. It is one of his favorite toys
and his most steadfast love.
Mexico is a nineteenth-century country arranged for gaslight.
Once brought into the harsh light of the twentieth-century media,
Mexico can only seem false. In its male, in its public, its city
aspect, Mexico is an arch-tranvestite, a tragic buffoon. Dogs bark
and babies cry when Mother Mexico walks abroad in the light of day.
The policeman, the Marxist mayor-Mother Mexico doesn't even bother
to shave her mustachios. Swords and rifles and spurs and bags of
money chink and clatter beneath her skirts. A chain of martyred
priests dangles from her waist, for she is an austere, pious lady.
Ay, how much-clutching her jangling bosoms; spilling cigars-how
much she has suffered
Mexico is the front door to South America - and the back door
to the states..."
I took a course in speed reading and was able to read War and Peace
in twenty minutes. It's about Russia.
I cannot forecast to you the action of Russia. It is a riddle wrapped
in a mystery inside an enigma.
Russians will consume marinated mushrooms and vodka, salted herring
and vodka, smoked salmon and vodka, salami and vodka, caviar on
brown bread and vodka, pickled cucumbers and vodka, cold tongue
and vodka, red beet salad and vodka, scallions and vodka-anything
and everything and vodka.
There are few more impressive sights in the world than a Scotsman
on the make.
A land of meanness, sophistry and lust.
The “second sight” possessed by the Highlanders in Scotland is
actually a foreknowledge of future events. I believe they possess
this gift because they don’t wear trousers.
- - - G.C. (Georg Christoph) Lichtenberg “Notebook L,” aph. 26, Aphorisms (written 1765-1799)
That garret of the earth - that knuckle-end of England - that land
of Calvin, oat-cakes, and sulphur.
The food in Yugoslavia is fine if you like pork tartare.
|jokes & humor|
|poetry & song lyrics|