Quotes from David Peace

Well, if there's a hell like this place then there has to be a heaven somewhere.

Age does not count. It's what you know about football that matters.

A boy with a ball. A boy with a dream.

We can't just erase the history we don't like, then there won't be any lessons to be learned.

Bit lucky there" says Don. "Thought God might be smiling on you." "I don't believe in luck," you tell Don. "And I don't believe in God." "So what do you believe in then?" asks Don Revie. "Me," you tell him "Brian Howard Clough.

But one of them is that, in everything I do, I hope there will be patent common sense attached to it. Common sense and hard work. Together, hard work and common sense bring success. That is what I believe. In football and in life.

Nothing is ever the way they say it is. Nothing is ever the way you want it to be.

If a man comes up to you in the street and asks you for an address, is he lost or is he interrogating you?

No more dead dogs and slashed swans for us," whispered Dick Alderman, like this was good news- It wasn't.

If you're looking for a pal, Mr Clough, you can count me out.

Nodding and laughing- Really, really laughing- The guards too. Laughing and nodding and blinking and patting down his hair, the spittle on his chin- Michael John Myshkin, murderer of children is laughing- Spittle on his chin, tears on his cheeks.

You waited in the same piss for your Pete to show. He didn't so you went inside and cremated your mother. Stood alone at the front and bit the inside of your cheek until the blood wouldn't stop and the tears finally came.

They will want answers. Then they'll want silence.

They are waiting for us again. My youngest lad and me. The crows around the floodlights. The dogs around the gates. They are waiting for us because we are late again. My youngest lad and me.

It's a big black bloody world full of a million black and bloody hells, and when those hells collide it's time for us to sit up and take fucking notice.

The President had not come to ask for help. He did not want help. He did not need help. The President had not come to beg. He did not want charity. He did not need charity. The President had come only to hold them to their word. To have them keep their promises. Honour their pledges. The president had come only to collect. To collect what was his.

And what if I can't behave myself? What if I don't fucking want to?" "You will," you laugh. "Because I'm not asking you, I'm fucking telling you.

She is stood in the doorway in one of his T-shirts. She is beautiful.

One day they won. The next day they lost.

That is the Kop, son. The Spion Kop. That is where the finest supporters in the world stand, son. The greatest people in the world. Every game, every match. With those supporters behind you, with those people supporting you, you cannot lose, son. You cannot lose.

You'll do for me," you tell him. "If you do as you're bloody told." "I'd rather play for fucking Leeds," he tells you. "You'd fucking fit right in and all," you laugh. "But they don't bloody want you, do they?

Sometimes the things we do to numb the pain, only creates more pain.

There is always one game in every season, one moment in that game, that one moment in that one game in that one season when everything can change, when things can either come together or fall apart for the rest of the season, that one moment when you know you will win this game and then the next and the next, when you know you will have a season to remember, a season never to forget.

Battering down doors, battering down people, kicking in doors, kicking in people, searching for her, searching for me.