It does not compare. I can write in English. But it's as if you led your daily life with boxing gloves. You could do most things – take the tube, eat, scratch your head. With a boxing glove you'd scratch your head in a different way. And in Portuguese, I am more aware of nuances and hidden meaning...
For example, I can only read poetry in Portuguese. I can understand poetry in English. Of course I can. I love poetry. The way that a poem that's written in Portuguese hits me is very different because it talks to parts of my brain that are subconscious – it talks to my childhood and talks to memories of those words, when I first heard them or what they conjure up in my language that they don't conjure up in a different language. And it's special.
So in the same way, when I write [in English] it's different, it's different than when I write in Portuguese. The other thing is being funny in a foreign language is very difficult... If you're funny in your own language, it's natural... I'm very funny in Portuguese. Well, we'll say I am. I remember there was the tea lady in the first agency I worked, she mumbled to herself, 'this André is a funny guy'... But I understand that in English, it's not the same.