Mark Billingham famous quotes

Last updated: Sep 5, 2024

  • If we can string together some wins this year, maybe I'll be a close second-or third behind Bart Starr-on their favorite quarterback list.

  • Getting adjusted regularly is part of my goal to win in life and on the field.

  • There is absolutely no greater high than challenging the power structure as a nobody, giving it your all, and winning. I think I've learned that lesson twice now. The essence of successful revolution, be it for an individual, a community of individuals, or a nation, depends on accepting that challenge.

  • I think the greatest legacy of the 1960s was the general feeling that not only can you fight the powers that be, but you can win.

  • Get up now and go and find Robert Kilroy-Silk. Smile in a warm, friendly sort of way, then punch him on the nose. Now go and find Robert on television, despite my best endeavours, this is still relatively easy to do. Wait for a close-up, same smile, and punch him on the nose. If you followed the instructions carefully, you will have noticed a distinct difference. On the one hand, you were suffused with a sense of public-spirited righteousness; on the other, you're probably dribbling blood. That's the difference between reality in life and reality on television.

  • The weapon of suicide bombing is so desperate that you aren't even left with the possibility of taking revenge or punishing anyone; the terrorist is killed along with his victims, his blood mixing with theirs

  • A nation is all the individuals of same blood, forming by their cohesion a natural related collective being with it s own organs and state which are social classes and the State and the same soul, which is nationality.

  • Starlets were always turning up dead in people's pools. They fished them out like goldfish. Nobody seemed to find it unusual that so many young, beautiful women wanted to die.

  • I think there's something great and generic about goldfish. They're everybody's first pet.

  • Goldfish and hamsters and white mice and even the little seed in the Styrofoam cup-they all die. So do we.