Professors of classics - not even a professor of English - professors of classics, they're something sacred; it's almost like being a priest.
There are reasons for believing that the English increase will far surpass others, and that the diffusion of the United States will ultimately produce the general population of America.
I came to New York when I was 21, 22. I couldn't speak English. I knew I wanted to go to fashion school.
Let a man walk ten miles steadily on a hot summer's day along a dusty English road, and he will soon discover why beer was invented.
I discovered Orson Welles in college; my freshman English professor screened 'Citizen Kane' for us, and I wound up writing a 20-page term paper on it.
And I always read the English translation and always have conversations with my translator, for example about the names. I always have to approve it.
You know, I do speak the Queens English. It's just the wrong Queens that's all. It's over the 59th Street Bridge. It's not over the Atlantic Ocean.
I was very priggish as a child. I saved up for a book on medieval English nunneries, for which I was despised by my friends.
It took me a year to really learn the American lingo. I really feel for people who are coming here and don't speak English at all. It must be hell.
Intended to serve as an introduction to both the linguistic and also the practical study of spoken English.
Both my parents are English and I was born in West Africa, and I moved around as a kid, lived in Bristol, lived in Buckinghamshire and Surrey as a kid, and then moved when I was 16.
I look at myself, and I see a Spanish person who's trying to be understood by an English-speaking audience and is putting a lot of energy into that, instead of into expressing himself freely and feeling comfortable.
So, Slade, the swearing, the poor english and everything else is just a facade. You're really quite a deep and intelligent man, aren't you?
My father was a professor of civil engineering at MIT, and my mother taught high school English.
My English text is chaste, and all licentious passages are left in the decent obscurity of a learned language.
I taught English, first at a Catholic school and then at El Toro High School in Lake Forest, Calif.
I can't allow what we learned in English composition to disrupt the sound and rhythm of the narrative.
When the Killers first came out, a lot of people thought we were English, and it touched a chord in me, because my roots are very American.
I ended up doing four or five plays in college and being an English major with my thesis in language acquisition, which I was planning to study in graduate school.
I went to NYU undergraduate, then for a Master's in English, and got a summer job at St. Vincent's. I was a ward clerk handling everything in an intensive care unit.
I wondered how a man ever got an English girl into bed. What did they do with her hockey stick?
