Mark Mills Quotes

Things can make sense at the time, but as you get older those consolations no longer help you sleep. It's the only thing I've learned. We all think we know the answer, and we're all wrong. Shit, I'm not sure we even know what the question is.

Give 100 percent to everything you do and never give up.

T's one of history's many valuable lessons: the foot soldiers tend to be the casualties in any conflict, not the generals.

I feel," he replied, "like a sweaty Englishman molesting a naked statue in the presence of a complete stranger." - Adam

Police," I say.
"Let's see your badge."
"I'm undercover. And I'm going to need that as evidence."
She hands me the spiff. I take a drag. "Yep, it's the real deal. You're busted.

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Men are as men are. Why should they change?

Here! Turn left, I know a short cut through Barons Court.
We spend the next twenty minutes mired in roadworks in Barons Court with a bunch of other people who know Edie's short cut.

Adam searched out old friends from the neighborhood. They drank beer together in the garden of the Stag & Hounds, trading stories and trying their best to ignore the inescapable truth - that the ties that once bound them were loosening by the year and might soon be gone altogether.

I flinch. Maybe you have to be male to understanding that castration can't be reduced to finger-scissors and some onomatopoeia.

These sculptors consituteted a new movement, he claimed. Not for them the bald abstraction of their predecessors. Their creations were rooted in a postwar world of broken buildings and broken people. Their language was one of terror and trepidation. They tore into the human form, flaying it, tearing it limb from limb, discarding what they didn't want. And when they were done, they found themselves presenting to the world an army of creatures - part man, part beast, and sometimes part machine. As one of Harry's teachers at Corsham had said to him: 'When you've seen the inside of a Sherman tank after a direct hit, it all becomes the same thing.

Maybe you're looking for halos and wings when you should be looking for other things.

It's the job of old people to disapprove of everything young people do ... If we don't disapprove, then the young have nothing to fight against and the world will never change. It cannot move on.

After a few minutes there was a click on the line and a voice said in Farsi,"Goh Benares roo gahbret."
This roughly translated as: "May shit rain down upon your grave."
"Goozidam too chesmet," Tom replied.
"I fart in your eye.