Louise Welsh > Quotes

“It's always struck me as funny that guys with scars get a reputation for being hard. It's the ones that cut them you should be looking out for, right?”
― Louise Welsh, Naming the Bones

“People have died for love, they have lied and cheated and parted from those who loved them in turn. Love has slammed doors on fortunes, made bad man from heroes and heroes from libertines. Love has corrupted, cured, depraved and perverted. It is the remedy, the melody, the poison and the pain. The appetite, the antidote, the fever and the flavour. Love Kills. Love Cures. Love is a bloody menace. Oh, but it's fun while it lasts.”
― Louise Welsh, The Cutting Room

“John had said McKindless would be revealed through his library, but John was a bookseller; he formed his opinion of everyone through their books.”
― Louise Welsh, The Cutting Room

“It's not called the world wide web for nothing. You can get sucked in and trapped there".”
― Louise Welsh, A Lovely Way to Burn

“Abandoned buildings are like abandoned people. They grow bitter and start to keep bad company.”
― Louise Welsh, The Girl on the Stairs

“Now here he was, drunk and sober at the same time. Each half of him disgusted at the other.”
― Louise Welsh, Naming the Bones

“I turned into Little Red Riding Hood. I made a cake, packed it up and went through the forest until I met the wolves. That's something the story got wrong, wolves don't travel solo, they hunt in packs.”
― Louise Welsh, Naming the Bones

“How long would it be before the elements toppled these small structures as they had already toppled the broch and the castle? Would future archaeologists dig here, or had records grown so precise every aspect of the recent past would be charted and ready for those who wanted to know? Maybe, soon enough, there would be no one left, no world to chronicle and argue over. All things must end, why not this too? The thought almost had the power to cheer him.”
― Louise Welsh, Naming the Bones

“I think the curfew's about public order. The government don't have the balls or the manpower to order people to stay in their houses indefinitely.”
― Louise Welsh, A Lovely Way to Burn

“rapscallions”
― Louise Welsh, The Cutting Room

“They call me Rilke to my face, behind my back Cadaver, Corpse, Walking Dead. Aye, well, I may be gaunt of face and long of limb but I don't smell and I never expect anything. (2)”
― Louise Welsh, The Cutting Room

“People have died for love, they have lied and cheated and parted from those who loved them in turn. Love has slammed doors on fortunes, made bad men from heroes and heroes from libertines. Love has corrupted, cured, depraved and perverted. It is the remedy, the melody, the poison and the pain. The appetite, the antidote, the fever and the flavour. Love Kills. Love Cures. Love is a bloody menace. Oh, but it’s fun while it lasts.”
― Louise Welsh, The Cutting Room

“slubberdegullions.”
― Louise Welsh, The Cutting Room

“quiet for a sunny London afternoon. He said, ‘It’s too quiet.”
― Louise Welsh, Death Is a Welcome Guest

“The Art of Coorie shows it is possible to be sumptuous and simple at the same time.”
― Louise Welsh

“tatterdemalion,”
― Louise Welsh, The Cutting Room

“My apprenticeship had been spent in an atmosphere of regret. (8)”
― Louise Welsh, The Cutting Room

“People have died for love, they have lied and cheated and parted from those who loved them in turn. Love has slammed doors on fortunes, made bad men from heroes and heroes from libertines. Love has corrupted, cured, depraved and perverted. It is the remedy, the melody, the poison and the pain. The appetite, the antidote, the fever and the flavour. Love Kills. Love Cures. Love is a bloody menace. Oh, but it’s fun while it lasts. The world faltered on its axis, then resumed its customary gyration, a place of improved possibilities.”
― Louise Welsh, The Cutting Room