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I'm child of immigrants.
People always ask me: 'Do you have black in you? Do you have Spanish in you?'
A Spaniard and a Pole worked in the barbershop where we got our hair cut. An Italian shined our shoes. A Croat washed our car. This was America.
I have Czech, I have Russian, I have English, I have Italian. Uh, what am I missing? A little bit of Irish. The Russian is Jewish. So I'm your classic American mutt.
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I love American food, but I also love Latin food.
I don't call myself Latin, I call myself Puerto Rican.
My children don't look Hispanic.
The American Race is marked by a brown complexion; long, black, lank hair; and deficient beard.
I'm not Mexican, and I'm not Central American. I'm from California.
Tatted like a Mexican, fresher than a freshman.
You know what really fries my Puerto rican pancakes?
My mom's Puerto Rican. That's why I'm so lively and colorful.
I'm a full-blooded Mexican. My mother was born in Zacatecas, Mexico, and my father - the son of Mexican immigrants - was born near Fresno, California.
I'm an avid cook. Brazilian, some Italian, a little French. And I often throw dinner parties.
Twenty-five, six-foot-something Colombian-American. Unshaven jaw, windswept brown hair, and a never-ending gruff expression. Like the universe just took a giant shit on his head.
My grandparents are from Mexico, so I grew up with great Mexican food.
I'm an all-American girl.
The Ecuadorian, Mexican, Dominican and Salvadorian cooks I've worked with over the years make most CIA-educated white boys look like clumsy, sniveling little punks. In
I mean, a Mexican boy couldn't be anything else but an Indian. And why did you take the name of Quinn, they used to say to me. Hey, you're an Indian, so I played Indians.
I don't want to be considered 'the Latino rapper.'
I do not wish to hide my origins, nor do I seek to make it a subject of conversation. I am what I am.
I'm black. I'm Latina. My mom is Cuban. Afro-Cuban. My dad is white and Australian.
My mother is French, my father is Texan.
It always freaks me out when I go to a sushi place and there's a Mexican.
Irish as a Paddy's pig.
What species is he?" "British
Foreign visitors ... how impressed you all are with foreign visitors! But they come in many different varieties.
I'm a first generation American. My mother is Italian and Russian and a lot of other things, and my father is Uruguayan. In fact, my mother's been married twice, and both men were Uruguayan. So I grew up in a very European/Latin American-influenced home.
My Spanish is limited to burrito and taco,
I'm Cuban-American, everybody says. I have a Cuban background, Cuban blood.
she's part Armenian,
His skin's so tanned he could be Turkish or something
My mother is Irish, my father is black and Venezuelan, and me - I'm tan, I guess.
This is America. I don't want a tomato picked by a Mexican. I want it picked by an American, then sliced by a Guatemalan and served by a Venezuelan in a spa where a Chilean gives me a Brazilian.
"I was born in the US and l have lived in Mexico since 1946. I believe that all these states of being have influenced my work and made it what you see today. I am inspired by Black people and Mexican people, my two peoples. My art speaks for both my peoples" ~ Elizabeth Catlett
Half-French, half-Greek, one hundred percent grade A asshole.
India Lima Yankee
I may not be Hispanic, but I'm close. I'm Catholic with a mustache[]
I was born in the U.S., my wife was born in Mexico and emigrated here when she was in college, and my daughters were born in New York City. That makes them passport-carrying, natural-born, eligible-to-run-for-president Americans. But they're also Mexicans and they like that just fine.
I see myself as part English and part American, with a dash of Irish thrown in, and a pinch of Italian from my mother's ancestry.
My mother born in Mexico, but was Lebanese in origin. She born 1902 the same year my father arrived to Mexico when he was 14 years old.
I was only curious. What do I care? At least he's not Salvadoran.
There is nothing tougher than a tough Mexican, just as there is nothing gentler than a gentle Mexican, nothing more honest than an honest Mexican, and above all nothing sadder than a sad Mexican.
Mexican people are very warm and friendly. I was able to adjust and adapt the new environment. They are very kind and helpful.
I'm Cuban and I always will be.
All of the Spaniards are really talented. I don't know what they eat.
I am Dominican American. My father was born and raised in the U.S. and his heritage is German and Eastern European, and my mother hails from Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic.
Half of San Antonio's population is of Mexican descent; the other half just eats that way.
I also identify as a Latin person, a person who has Latin blood.
Lot of Irish in Mexico. The Mexican name, Obregon? It comes from O'Brien.
My dad is from Japanese descent, my mom is from Swedish descent and, through marriages and divorces, a pretty multicultural family - a lot of Spanish speakers in the family.
Ranger is Cuban-American with skin the color of a mocha latte, heavy on the mocha, and a body that can best be described as yum.
Even though I'm Hispanic, I'm so white.
What the hell is he, anyway? Latino? Asian? Mixed Caucasian? He looks like he's been photoshopped by a bunch of horny teenagers.
My father's Peruvian! I actually have a lot of family in Cuzco. I'm also Swiss, Alaskan, French, Spanish and Italian.
Sometimes I have a very fleeting emotional dance with a fleeting phrase, like 'half-Mexican.'
My mother's Cubana/Irish and my dad's Catalan. And that blows my mind.
I'm Korean-American. Not Colombian. My parents are first-generation, and I'm like ... in-between, because I moved over here when I was four or five.
I knew my mother was - well, her ancestry dated back to John Quincy Adams, so she was totally not Latina. She was definitely whatever you call it - white bread, shall we say?
I'm basically a homegrown American.
I'm not trying to prove how Mexican I am or how American I am. I'm proud to be both.
For real, some of my favorite music is Mexican. It's something about the bassline and the drumming. I can't even speak Spanish, but that's probably why I like it so much.
America is White and Black and Latino and Asian. America is mixed. America is immigrants.
Sarah Palin is Latina. Pay-leen. She has an infant and a grandkid the same age. Latina!
Oh, I love labels, as long as they are numerous. I'm an American writer. I'm a Nigerian writer. I'm a Nigerian American writer. I'm an African writer. I'm a Yoruba writer. I'm an African American writer.
What flavor, though? Chinese? Indian? I'm not even convinced it's offshore. Maybe it starts here, goes out, comes back in." "I wouldn't know about that. Company's Colombian." "Columbia S.C., for all I know,
I am Chinese - it doesn't matter what other people say.
A lot of Latinos are like me: third generation, English speaking.
We are all human beings, and our nationality is simply an accident of birth.
A Mexican will call a black inmate miyate, which means big black bean; or yanta, tire; or terron, shark.
" ... light-skinned," and with "no negro dialect."
I'm of Arab background.
It's not about where you come from. It's about who you are-- T.j. Klune
Well, let's say Asian. Some are Japanese. Some are Chinese. Some are Thai. Some are Vietnamese. He runs the gamut. And I actually happen to have a very dear daughter-in-law who's Japanese. I don't know what she's going to make of the film, but I say a few disparaging things.
My father was Bolivian, which makes me half-Bolivian. It's where I got some of my exotic features and certainly my skin tone.
I think I'm an American writer writing about Latin America, and I'm a Latin American writer who happens to write in English.
Out in the west Texas town of El Paso, I fell in love with a Mexican girl ...
If Jesus was a Jew, how come he has a Mexican first name?
We as Americans of Latin descent are just as American as anyone else of any other descent.
I guess I'm kind of a mutt. I was born in the U.S., my parents are from Mexico, and I grew up in Switzerland. It's weird because I sound American, but I spell theater 'theatre' with the 'r' before the 'e'.
I know somebody in every culture.
I'll say American for now. I really have no preference, though. Nationality is nothing. It's all about the girl - but she has to be curvy!
Mexicans are a band of illiterate Indians.
I have a great relationship with the Mexican people.
My mother's Puerto Rican and my father's Russian-Jewish, so we consider ourselves to be Jewricans or Puertojews. I think Puertojew sounds like a kosher bathroom, so I prefer Jewrican.
I say I have Spanish in me, but I'm not just Spanish. I'm proud of my ethnicities, and I will always be proud of being a Filipino.
Illegal is not a race, it is a crime.
I'm all-American. Sexy but not intimidating. Not the kind of woman who's going to steal someone's husband.
I do wish you'd break the careless habit of using the word American as if you had stolen it from the rest of us. Use norteamericano, because we Cubans and Mexicans and Uruguayans, we're also Americans.
I was raised in Chicago, so always used Latina. It's what my Father and brothers called ourselves, when we meant the entire Spanish-speaking community of Chicago.
In America they like my spicy TV alter ego, probably because there were a lot of Italians and Hispanics in the country, but the real L.A. life is a hard-working one.
Tofu tacos are not Mexican. I think putting tofu on anything and calling it Mexican is an insult to my people.
I'm English. And I don't have tan skin or blond hair or green eyes.
When you arrive really inside the discussion of race, practically they institute a Mexican-ness, a Latin-ness, a racial community that just isn't true. So, we know who are the people that have the majority of power, access and privileges in Mexico, and they are white Mexicans.
She's Cherokee Indian, which is great 'cause whenever we have sex, it rains.
When you ask your white friends what their cultural heritage is, they don't just say white. They give you a math equation. 'Well, I'm a third German and a fourth Irish and one-sixteenth Welsh and one-fortieth Native American for college applications.'
What nationality are you Mary-Ann can't tell you look like a mixed breed mut
I'm Creole, and I'm down to earth.
English. That was where I met him.