Vietnamese Quotes

I cook Italian, Thai and Vietnamese, I’ve always liked to cook.

I speak Vietnamese and conversational Spanish.

Ho joined the French socialist party, the first Vietnamese to be a member of a French political party.

My dad and I had been close – he called me Tuyet Bang, Vietnamese for ‘avalanche,’ because of my nonstop energy. I took a lot from him, like being a risk taker, and I know how much he loved my mother.

What they fear, I think rightly, is that traditional Vietnamese society cannot survive the American economic and cultural impact.

I grew up around Vietnamese refugees, around people who don’t speak English as a first language.

Although I wasn’t able to get a visa for Vietnam, I was able to talk with swift boat veterans to get a feel for the time and place, and I visited a tropical prison in the Philippines to get a sense of what a Vietnamese prison might have been like.

I like it best when two ideas collide, like when you have a crazed attitude towards women combined with a crazed attitude towards the Vietnamese. I like that. Even if it’s not true, I don’t care whether it’s true or false. I just do it.

The object of my relationship with Vietnam has been to heal the wounds that exist, particularly among our veterans, and to move forward with a positive relationship,… Apparently some in the Vietnamese government don’t want to do that and that’s their decision.

Vietnamese are very similar to the Chinese. They just can’t sit on gold bars underneath their beds. Eventually, they will pull out their gold bars and invest.

It’s inspiring to see Black Flag looking like Vietnamese farmers with big beards and those kind of Vietnamese farming hats showing up at a Mohawk-mania club in England and being spat at because they don’t sound or look like Exploited; they sound more like Black Sabbath than Black Flag. I love that.

And just as there was something of every Vietnamese in Ho Chi Minh so there is something of Ho Chi Minh in almost every present-day Vietnamese, so strong is his imprint on the Vietnamese nation.

I was a Vietnamese kid with a mullet hair cut. I had all Westie mates, and, geez, a Vietnamese guy with a mullet doesn’t work; no wonder I couldn’t get a girlfriend for so many years.

A lot of women do stand-up as a gateway into acting, but I love stand-up, and to be a good stand-up, you have to go on the road a lot. It means going to places in America where they’ve never seen a Vietnamese person in their life.

We are trying to remake Vietnamese society, a task which certainly cannot be accomplished by force and which probably cannot be accomplished by any means available to outsiders.

There are several different traits that make up a person’s identity. For me, being Vietnamese American is the entirety of who I am.

I didn’t expect to find much visible trace of the American war in Vietnam. The Vietnamese are too hard-bitten to dwell on it, and they’ve sanded away all but the outcroppings of history – the museums, the memorials.

If there were only one place to eat, I would pick anywhere in Northern Vietnam where you get the French and Vietnamese culinary fusion.

My own people, the South Vietnamese, had been bombing trade routes used by the Viet Cong rebels. I had not been targeted, of course. I had simply been in the wrong place at the wrong time.

President Johnson did not want the Vietnam War to broaden. He wanted the North Vietnamese to leave their brothers in the South alone.

The Vietnamese see their history as an unending series of struggles of resistance to aggression, by the Chinese, the Mongols, the Japanese, the French, and now the Americans.

My parents would dress us up in traditional Vietnamese clothing to go to school for heritage day. We have a Vietnamese nanny that my parents wanted us to have so we could stay in touch and know where we came from.

If the United States wants access to Chinese, Indian or Vietnamese markets, we must get access to theirs. U.S. protectionism is very subtle but it is very much there.

I was with some Vietnamese recently, and some of them were smoking two cigarettes at the same time. That’s the kind of customers we need!

The TPP will be good for the American economy, the Vietnamese economy, and the labor and environmental standards that make life better for our people.

What about Hong Chau? In typical supporting-part fashion, she shows up halfway through ‘Downsizing,’ already shrunk, an imperious Vietnamese house cleaner with a limp and sharp angles. The movie’s satirical cleverness upstages its rage; then Ms. Chau proves she’s capable of managing both.

The argument that John F. Kennedy was a closet peacenik, ready to give up on what the Vietnamese call the ‘American War’ upon re-election, received its most farcical treatment in Oliver Stone’s ‘JFK.’

The Vietnamese and the Republicans are, with an intensity, trying to take this seat from which we have done so much for our community – to take this seat and give it to this Van Tran, who is very anti-immigrant and very anti-Hispanic.

Like many Americans, I am still haunted by images from the last days of the United States’ withdrawal from Vietnam in 1975. Newscasts showed South Vietnamese desperately trying to scale the walls of our embassy in Saigon to board the last helicopter flights out of the country. The fear in their eyes was chilling.

Seeing the B-52s dropped from planes, watching the burning of civilians with Agent Orange, reading about the incarceration of Vietnamese militants in cages only big enough for tigers made me furious.

I wished I died in that attack with my cousin, with my south Vietnamese soldiers. I wish I died at that time so I won’t suffer like that anymore… it was so hard for me to carry all that burden with that hatred, with that anger and bitterness.

The Iranians don’t intimidate! They’re like the Vietnamese and the Iraqis. You want to start a war with them? They’ll still be fighting in fifty years!

The Vietnamese have a secret weapon. It’s their willingness to die beyond our willingness to kill. In effect, they’ve been saying, You can kill us, but you’ll have to kill a lot of us; you may have to kill all of us. And, thank heaven, we are not yet ready to do that.

It’s a myth that generally Asians are mostly vegetarians. The Japanese are the kings of red meat, but it’s expensive. The Chinese and Vietnamese love their pork. Many Indians, especially the Muslims, can’t live without their lamb.

In Hollywood, I was never restricted to just one Asian character. I’ve been cast as a Chinese, a Vietnamese, a Korean, a Japanese and a Cambodian.

Indian IT services including digital economy and fin-tech sector have much to offer to Vietnamese growth.

Everybody who went to Vietnam carries his or her own version of the war. Only 10 percent engaged in combat; the American elephant, pursuing the Vietnamese grasshopper, was extraordinarily heavy with logistical support.

My solution to the problem would be to tell the North Vietnamese Communists frankly that they’ve got to drawn in their horns and stop their aggression or we’re going to bomb them into the stone age.

The Vietnamese people deeply love independence, freedom and peace. But in the face of United States aggression they have risen up, united as one man.

I’ve been to Vietnam and mainland China. Even though the Vietnamese are seemingly poor, they always stop in front of red traffic lights and walk in front of green ones. Even though mainland China’s GDP is higher than that of Vietnam, if you ask me about culture, the Vietnamese culture is superior.

I believe firmly in reconciliation among Vietnamese to avoid unnecessary shedding of the blood of Vietnamese.

The Marines in Korea never feared ‘friendly fire’ or artillery coming from the South Koreans – from their allies – like they did later in Vietnam, fighting with the South Vietnamese. The Koreans could be trusted.

In 1975, the Americans suffered a spectacular military defeat at the hands of North Vietnam and the Vietcong, with U.S. helicopters seeking to rescue leading U.S. personnel from the tops of buildings as Vietnamese guerrillas closed in on the centre of Saigon.

Every movement of mine was under the control of the Vietnamese government, a communist country. I was just a prisoner without walls.