Daft Welsh Quotes & Sayings

We often deserve our enemies.
We rarely deserve our friends. — Matshona Dhliwayo

If I'm going to eat fast food, I'm going to McDonald's. I don't need to pretend. — Chrissy Teigen

You can win, it'll just cost you some money. — Bobby Heenan

My mother was so confident of being rescued in life, one way or another or another. — Miriam Toews

There is a cost to loving anything, or anyone. No one tells you that when you are young. — Shuly Xochitl Cawood

No tears come, and it would be pointless, like trying to empty a reservoir of grief by drip feed. I'm being daft. — Irvine Welsh

All my forebears worked for a living. My grandfather painted portraits. My mother too. My aunt painted seascapes. — Erica Jong

We are increasing our efforts to attract the right kind of foreign investors through our various agencies. — Hassanal Bolkiah

How'd it go?" I said, trying to sound indifferent. "He took it like a champ." She opened the back car door for Clay. He lifted his head and stood with obvious effort. Then he hopped down with care and pathetically climbed the deck steps to my side. I stared at him for a moment. "What'd they do to him?" Rachel shook her head and closed the door. "He wasn't acting like this when we left. I swear. I think he's hamming it up for you." She patted Clay's head with a laugh. He accepted the pat with a defeated grunt, stopped hobbling, and started to walk with his usual gait. I heaved a relieved sigh. He looked up at me and winked. I quickly checked to see if Rachel had noticed, but she had already walked away from us and into the house. I shook my head at him before we followed Rachel in. "So — Melissa Haag

Such is the emptiness of human enjoyment that we are always impatient of the present. Attainment is followed by neglect, and possession by disgust. — Samuel Johnson

When you uncork a bottle of mature fine wine, what you are drinking is the product of a particular culture and tradition, a particular soil, a particular climate, the weather in that year, and the love and labour of people who may since have died. The wine is still changing, still evolving, so much so that no two bottles can ever be quite the same. By now, the stuff has become incredibly complex, almost ethereal. Without seeking to blaspheme, it has become something like the smell and taste of God. Do you drink it alone? Never. The better a bottle, the more you want to share it with others ... and that is the other incredible thing about wine, that it brings people together, makes them share with one another, laugh with one another, fall in love with one another and with the world around them. — Neel Burton