Roselyn Sanchez Quotes

I didn't move to Miami to live in a Spanish-speaking province.

When I was 10 years old, we moved to Spain with my mother. I learned Spanish before I learned English. But the English language stayed with me.

I grew up listening to people speaking broken English. I probably picked that up. And I probably speak English almost as a second language.

I still have an accent. But when I return to Prague, I speak the language yet do not know what they are talking about.

Neither of my parents had English as a first language.

To be the child of immigrants from Eastern Europe is in itself a special kind of experience; and an important one to an author. He has heard two languages through childhood, the one spoken with ease at home, and the other spoken with ease in the streets and at school, but spoken poorly at home.

I also had this mistaken dream, fantasy really - perhaps because I'm good at languages - of being able in both Italy and France to become someone else through my fluency in the language.

It's a complicated process being so bilingual. Sometimes it's a mere word or sentence that comes to me, if I'm writing the book in English, in French. It's not always easy to deal with. Sometimes even during an interview somebody can ask me a question in English that I want to answer in French and vice versa - that's the story of my life!

One of the biggest problems is - you know, I've got some Hispanic friends - is that a lot of those folks that don't know English, is primarily because they don't even know Spanish. They don't even know their own language.

Anyone that has come to America past the age of eighteen will be able to understand when I say that you can never shake your accent.

The English was really my mother, it was never me. Being the daughter of my father, I always felt very French.

Talking in one language and talking in another, I think inevitably, produce two different personalities, as far as I've seen in other people. I assume it does the same for me.

It is asked of me that I give my first speech in this house in a language [English] other than my mother tongue [French.] …. Even if I knew English as intimately as I knew French, I would still give my first speech in the language of my French Canadian compatriots

I went to an English school and was brought up in English. So I don't feel Czech.

I don't know Bengali perfectly. I don't know how to write it or even read it. I have an accent, I speak without authority, and so I've always perceived a disjunction between it and me. As a result, I consider my mother tongue, paradoxically, a foreign language.

I think in French, but I get angry in Spanish.

Nothing in my younger life could have told me I would have needed to know how to speak English.

I speak English, so I am no longer cute. My tongue itches for French.

I'd love them to have adorable little American accents, but I do want to bring my kids up in Australia; it's such a good lifestyle.

I spent ten years in London; I trained there. But because I started in English, it kind of feels the most natural to me, to act in English, which is a strange thing. My language is Spanish; I grew up in Argentina. I speak to my family in Spanish, but if you were to ask me what language I connect with, it'd be English in some weird way.

In English, I'm a little bit limited. I speak English as a second language, and that's a little limitation that I have to work around and I have to use it to my favor. So, yes, that's why I end up wanting to do more things in Latin America.

To have another language is to possess a second soul.

Though my father was Norwegian, he always wrote his diaries in perfect English.

My grandfather came over from Puerto Rico and raised his kids speaking English so that it would be easier for them to assimilate.

I was going to be living there and I didn't want to sound like a foreigner all my life.