Julio Iglesias Quotes

No one gets angry at a mathematician or a physicist whom he or she doesn't understand, or at someone who speaks a foreign language, but rather at someone who tampers with your own language.

I love mispronunciations. I love when people mispronounce things.

Because of my language and the pantomime with which most Europeans accompany their speech, I was catalogued as a heavy.

I can't speak much Italian. I do go down well over there, but it's frustrating because I can't really speak it. Even if I do talk, they can't understand my accent, but I should try to learn it.

In an instant he became aware that the tourist was about to try his own peculiar brand of linguistics, which meant that he would speak loudly and slowly in his own language.

Translation is the art of failure.

People who do not speak our language very well do complain of feeling rebuffed by French people, who can sometimes be impatient, or even intolerant.

Life is a foreign language; all men mispronounce it.

At least when it's in French, I won't know what the heck they're saying.

Accents are always difficult in their way, but as long as you're not throwing an audience off with it, then that's all it should be.

When the Japanese say yes to us, they often mean no.

I had to struggle with the language. I can understand Hindi now, but I still can't communicate. And things get lost in translation; I feel rejected all the time.

The situation was kind of complicated in that my mother didn't speak Spanish. My father spoke English, you know, as best he could.

I have some English words on the first album, but any time I try to do it, you miss something. You think it's just a simple translation from French to English, but it's so different as far as the understanding.

No one can understand my accent!

If you were to make a quick judgment call on my intelligence and articulation when I first moved to the U.S. based on my speaking skills, it would be very low.

Speaking in broken Telugu is one thing, and dubbing is another.

Are you having performance issues?” I asked in surprise. “Bite your tongue,” Vlad said, with a snort. “I was seeing if Dermot understood sign language, but from the look on his face, it seems not.

When I went to London, they told me I spoke with a funny accent - English with a Chinese accent.

I get a different pronunciation at least every week. I think the worst one, or the funniest one I got, somebody called me, 'Oh-gooz-man.'

When I first went to Japan, I was wrestling under my real name. The Japanese people have a great amount of difficulty with the letters f, r and l. So three out of the six letters in my first name they couldn't say. It was a bit of a mouthful for those guys.

For one thing, my English isn't fantastic, and communicating in the dressing room is not always easy.

English humor is hard to appreciate, though, unless you are trained to it. The English papers, in reporting my speeches, always put 'laughter' in the wrong place.

An ancient father says that a dog we know is better company than a man whose language we do not understand.

The first country that I went to outside of America was Japan and I was completely shocked - especially since I was 16 and over there by myself. I was like: "I don't get it; there's nothing in English!"