I never thought I could win the French Open.
Jimmy 'Popeye' Doyle: If that's not a drop I'll open up a charge for you at Bloomingdale's. Buddy "Cloudy" Russo: Make it Alexander's Toy Department.
The French cook; we open tins.
Any quality player can adjust well to the different demands. It is like a good tennis player who is expected to adjust to the clay at the French Open, the grass at Wimbledon, the hard courts of the U.S. and the heat of the Australian Open. A professi...
I have never in my life played the French Defence, which is the dullest of all openings.
I bought you love poetry! 'I love you as certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.'" I blink at him. "Neruda. I starred the passage. God," he moans. "Why didn't you open it?
French Soldier: Un cadeau. Other French soldiers: A what? French Soldier: A present. Other French soldiers: Oh. Un cadeau. Oui oui. French Soldier: Allons y! Other French soldiers: What? French Soldier: Let's go! Other French soldiers: Oh.
For me, at the French Open, if I wasn't playing my match I was glued to CNN watching the events unfold.
Just because you win the French Open it doesn't mean you can do well at Wimbledon.
I don't think it's a low point being in the finals of the French Open, three points away from the victory.
I think the French Open, in many ways, brought out a certain characteristic in me and in my game that was already there. Just the circumstances allowed for it to be able to show.
I lost in the second round of the French Open and had 10 days off. I went to the Hard Rock Cafe. It was exciting to be away from my parents, to stay in a hotel. Hotels at 17 meant freedom.
Canada was for me very much Sweden, you know? Very much open people, that they read books, they go see films. I felt at home in Canada. And also, you speak French.
When I arrived at Columbia, I gave up acting and became interested in all things French. French poetry, French history, French literature.
I love French stuff. Mmmm, french fries.
In Paris they just simply opened their eyes and stared when we spoke to them in French! We never did succeed in making those idiots understand their own language.
I am a guest of the French language. My poems in French are born of my interaction with the French language, which is not the same as that of a French poet.
I just love France, I love French people, I love the French language, I love French food. I love their mentality. I just feel like it's me. I'm very French.
I went to Brown to be a French professor, and I didn't know what I was doing except that I loved French. When I got to Paris and I could speak French, I know how much it helped me to establish relationships with Karl Lagerfeld, with the late Yves St....
When I got to college I simply decided that I could speak French, because I just could not spend any more time in French classes. I went ahead and took courses on French literature, some of them even taught in French.
The salty, slightly stagnant smell of the marsh filled my nose. On the other side of the bed, a French door opened to what looked like the balcony. The curtain was drawn but a silhouette moved outside the gauzy white veil.
