“One day at a time, sweet Jesus. Whoever wrote that one hadn’t a clue. A day is a fuckin’ eternity” — Roddy Doyle Copy Share Image
“She’s happier than Nicola. That’s probably true. Alcoholics can stop drinking but what is there for the children of alcoholics? Is it always too late? Probably. She doesn’t know.” — Roddy Doyle Copy Share Image
“Sometimes, when you were thinking about something, trying to understand it, it opened up in your head without you expecting it to, like it… — Roddy Doyle Copy Share Image
“It was frightening, though, how little time you got. You only became yourself when you were twenty-three or twenty-four. A few years later, you… — Roddy Doyle Copy Share Image
Ulysses could have done with a good editor. You know people are always putting Ulysses in the top 10 books ever written but I… — Roddy Doyle Copy Share Image
It was a sign of growing up, when the dark made no more difference to you than the day. — Roddy Doyle Copy Share Image
When I started writing full time I had not long stopped being a teacher and when at last I had a full day to… — Roddy Doyle Copy Share Image
When I was a kid, if you didn't speak Irish, you really wanted to. And you played Gaelic games and you didn't pay any… — Roddy Doyle Copy Share Image
I'm not recognised that much. I'm just a bald man in glasses and there's a rash of them in Dublin. It'd be different if… — Roddy Doyle Copy Share Image
It's a big con job. We have sold the myth of Dublin as a sexy place incredibly well; because it is a dreary little… — Roddy Doyle Copy Share Image
“One day at a time, sweet Jesus. Whoever wrote that one hadn’t a clue. A day is a fuckin’ eternity” — Roddy Doyle Copy Share Image
