Quotes About Society

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?

High cunts are a big fuckin drag when yir feeling like this, because thir too busy enjoying their high tae notice or gie a fuck about your suffering. Whereas the piss-held in the pub wants every cunt tae git as ootay it as he is, the real junky (as opposed tae the casual user who wants a partner-in-crime) doesnae gie a fuck aboot anybody else.

Las convenciones siempre nos imponen su locura en los momentos menos apropiados.

It seems to go beyond our personal junk circumstances; a brilliant metaphor for our times.

But he knows enough about the wealthy to realise that they seldom consider their own behaviour as actually or even potentially criminal. They've been compartmentalised all their lives; boarding school and university, home, trips during holidays. They are conditioned into thinking of themselves as operating in, and inhabiting, closed, secret institutions, where what they do is private and not the concern of society at large.

They try to con you that making that kind of choice day in, day out, makes you feel free or alive or self-actualised. But it's shite, a lifebelt to stop us all from going fuckin mad at the lunacy of this fucked-up world we've let them shape around us.

Working chappies fail to understand the minds of men of leisure

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.

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.

Every support had its arseholes.

He had recently graduated with a degree in English Literature and was on the dole. So were most of his fellow graduates.

The world would not be in such a snarl, had Marx been Groucho instead of Karl.

Actually, Paris wakes up when it comes time for aperitif.

Very well, Vincent, said Zola with a smile, you have been nominated for the cult of ugliness. Do you accept the nomination? Alas, said Vincent, I'm afraid I was born into it.

Crime was not a cause, but a result; the prisons were the open sores of a diseased social body.

It is change, continuing change, inevitable change, that is the dominant factor in society today. No sensible decision can be made any longer without taking into account not only the world as it is, but the world as it will be... This, in turn, means that our statesmen, our businessmen, our everyman must take on a science fictional way of thinking.

Society is much more easily soothed than one's own conscience.

It seems to me, Golan, that the advance of civilization is nothing but an exercise in the limiting of privacy.

The troubles of modern life come from being divorced from nature.

people sometimes mistake their own shortcomings for those of society and want to fix the Cities because they don't know how to fix themselves.

I can't bear to hear a human being spoken of with contempt just because of his group identification...It's these respectable people here who create those hooligans out there.

Pyscho-history dealt not with man, but with man-masses. It was the science of mobs; mobs in their billions. It could forecast reactions to stimuli with something of the accuracy that a lesser science could bring to the forecast of a rebound of a billiard ball. The reaction of one man could be forecast by no known mathematics; the reaction of a billion is something else again.

The advance of civilization is nothing but an exercise in the limiting of privacy.

I would argue that a truly developed country would be beyond Presidents and Kings. In a world with some semblance of equality, each liberal-minded woman, each gay person, and indeed almost every person could be their own President. In a world of equals, what real service does a ruler provide?