Quotes from Irvine Welsh

Ah'm thinkin that we've lost, and there's bleak times ahead, and ah'm wonderin: what the fuck am ah gaunny dae wi the rest ay ma life?

Working chappies fail to understand the minds of men of leisure

Even evil bastards like Frank Begbie probabably attained an angelic innocence when they were out for the count.

Sin embargo, los fotógrafos no representaban el auténtico fondo del barril –ese honor recaía sobre los alumnos de comunicación visual y diseño gráfico (¿por qué pagaría alguien tanto dinero para obtener una licenciatura en diseño gráfico?)–, aunque les faltaba bien poquito. Y Jerry no era un tipo de la categoría fondo del barril.

The problem is that Tom refuses tae accept ma view that society cannae be changed tae make it significantly better, or that ah cannae change tae accommodate it. Such a state ay affairs induces depression on ma part, aw the anger gets turned in. That's what depression is, they say. However, depression also results in demotivation. A void grows within ye. Junk fills the void, and also helps us tae satisfy ma need tae destroy masel, the anger turned in bit again.

Mel hilariously tries tae look a bit demure, but ah clock her shootin Bobby the glance a closing-time drunk gies a fish supper.

Acid, man, fuck that, never again, never until the next time at any rate.

We're all confused youths, pal. We just get better at covering it up.

La sociedad inventa una lógica falsa y retorcida para absorber y canalizar el comportamiento de la gente cuyo comportamiento está fuera de los cánones mayoritarios.

Fuck you and your First World problems! If every cunt that had taken their first ecky commited adultery by jacksie-rifling the first psycho fucker who smiled at them, not one worthwhile relationship in Britain would still exist!

One day this magnificent charge will go, like vision, hearing, continence, and I hope it's the very last of them to succumb.

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.)

It's easy tae be philosophical when some other cunt's goat shite fir blood.

think young writers should get other degrees first, social sciences, arts degrees or even business degrees. What you learn is research skills, a necessity because a lot of writing is about trying to find information.

Contigo lo son todas, colega», le replico, entrando en un juego muy viejo. «¿Te acuerdas de la chica de la casa okupa de Shepherd's Bush? Lorraine, de Leicester. Te partió el corazón. Te cuelgas demasiado, colega, eso es lo que te pasa.»

It was all that vain, egotistical insincerity of self-reproach. By blaming ourselves we take away the right of others to do the same

I'm not down with guns. Jails and morgues are full of feeble clowns who thought that carrying a firearm would compel folks to take them seriously.

First he couldn't share their happiness, now he couldn't relate to their despair.

Every support had its arseholes.

Paranoia hit him. Waves of fear shuddered through his body. The stakes were high, the highest ever.

Even for Terminator 2, perennially in my DVD player, which is the finest film ever fucking made, and one of the best feminist movies of all time.

I've always enjoyed boyishness, never striven for maturity. Manhood is an ill-fitting cloak on my shoulders, like being dressed by somebody else.

This internal sea. The problem is that this beautiful ocean carries with it loads ay poisonous flotsam and jetsam... that poison is diluted by the sea, but once the ocean rolls out, it leaves the shite behind, inside ma body.

I only care about me and about why I don't care about anybody else.