Irvine Welsh Quotes
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Irvine Welsh Famous Quotes & Sayings
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It wis like auld times, but in a sense that only served tae remind us ay how much things hud changed.
Even evil bastards like Frank Begbie probabably attained an angelic innocence when they were out for the count.
We're all like the slaves in the fields now, putting on the front that says 'Everything's fine, boss' while we worry about how to make ends meet.
Any cunt withoot the virus could git run ower the morn. That's the wey ye huv tae look at it. Cannae jist cancel the gig. The show must go oan.
But ah'm hugging Janey and thinking about how much a life can change in the time it takes tae fix up.
The trick was to consume as quickly as possible; in doing it this way there was a sense that the body could be cheated.
Her mum thought gourmet cooking was putting a load of fish fingers under the grill instead of in the frying pan.
If every cunt had a ride whin they hud a heidache, thir widnae be as much fuckin trouble in the world.
Rents once sais, thirs nothin like a darker skin tone tae increase the vigilance ay the police n the magistrates: too right.
It's easy to love, or for that matter hate, somebody in their absence, somebody we don't really know...
Sitting in the brightly lit library, surrounded by books, in total silence, that was ma personal zenith.
Life is a dynamic rather than a static process, and when we don't change it kills us. It's not running away, it's moving on.
-Fiona, this is my mate, Frank Begbie. Or Franco. Or Beggars. Or the Beggar Boy. Or the Generalissmo. Or Psychotic Bullying Prick.
Love does not exist, it's like religion, the state wants you to believe in that kind of crap so they can control you, and f**k your head up.
Mates are a waste of fucking time. They are always ready to drag you down tae their level of social, sexual and intellectual mediocrity.
Ah wonder if anybody this side of the Atlantic has ever bought a baseball bat with playing baseball in mind.
His friends will decline in their numbers as his needs increase. The inverse, or perverse, mathematics ay life.
But even Es and cocaine, over the years they blow holes in your brain, rob you of your memories, your past. Which is fair enough, convenient even.
He really is a cunt ay the first order. Nae doubt about that. The big problem is, he's a mate n aw. Whit kin ye dae?
When I get home I take some sleeping pills and within what seemed like half an hour of unconsciousness it was Monday morning again.
Without this kickstart to my day, I'd be lost. A day without a morning run is a day you fumble through, rather than one you attack.
She's lovely and she's with Skinner, and they're probably in love and there's no justice in this world
His eyes are wild, psychotic slits that bat-dance in your soul looking for good things to crush or bad elements to identify with.
Ah suppose man, ah'm too much ay a perfectionist, ken? It's likesay, if things go a bit dodgy, ah jist cannae be bothered, y'know.
It seemed that young people, despite their fundamental decency, now had to buy into a mind-set which made viciousness and treachery come easy.
She's nothing to do with my shit, but fuck it, none of us are saints and scapegoats are always handy.
It was all that vain, egotistical insincerity of self-reproach. By blaming ourselves we take away the right of others to do the same
Sometimes ah think that people become junkies just because they subconsciously crave a wee bit ay silence.
I like the idea of a black sun; like a black hole in space, sucking everything into darkness, where we came from and where we're heading
Schopenhauer was right: Life has to be about disillusionment stumbling inexorably towards the totally fucked.
we're not human any more. We've slipped out of our skins like lizards, shedding not just our pasts, but our futures.
I didn't have any concept of Trainspotting being published. It was a selfish act. I did it for myself.
Mental burds; needy, crazy, strength-sappin n soul-destroyin, aye, but mair often than not barry fuckin rides.
On the issue of drugs, we wir classical liberals, vehemently opposed tae state intervention in any form.
This is what being alive's all about, all those fucked up feelings. You've got to have them; when you stop, watch out.
Good luck to progressive candidates in U.S. Senate elections against the usual rich, white, racist, women-hating pricks they run against.
The disease which racked his body was a sweetheart compared to the more obscure one that possessed his sick mind.
No fuckin way: cunt dies when ah fuckin well say eh dies.
(Jim Frances Begbie as he is trying to resuscitate a friend who's having a stroke.)
(Jim Frances Begbie as he is trying to resuscitate a friend who's having a stroke.)
[...] but it's aw hate, hate, hate wi some punters, and whair does it git us likesay, man? Whair the fuck does it git us?
I tend to read more nonfiction, really, because when I'm writing I don't like to read other fiction.
No tears come, and it would be pointless, like trying to empty a reservoir of grief by drip feed. I'm being daft.
A lot of men are wankers cause they don't mind bad sex, but for a woman bad sex is far worse than no sex at all.