Edinburgh Quotes

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After a rest in Edinburgh, where, passing a music-shop, I heard some blind man playing a mazurka of mine.

I would like to go to Russia very much — although the bastards murdered half my family.

The bastards murdered half my family.

Don't become a philosopher before you become rich.

If you stay here much longer you'll all be slitty-eyed.

I don't think a prostitute is more moral than a wife, but they are doing the same thing.

I sang in a rock band when I was training as a lawyer. You know, not professional, we just did it for fun. We just did gigs all over Edinburgh and some in Glasgow and some at festivals.

You can't have been here long, you haven't got a pot belly.

The Duke of Edinburgh has perfected the art of saying hello and goodbye in the same handshake.

It's okay to be confused. Confusion is the route to all the clarity in the world.

Do you still throw spears at each other?

When I was asked to be Writer in Residence at Edinburgh I thought, you can't teach poetry. This is ridiculous.

It was here in Edinburgh that in the 1980s I joined with many others to protest against Margaret Thatcher as she arrived to address the General Assembly of the Church of Scotland.

My first ever stage performance was in Edinburgh in 1960.

Everybody was saying we must have more leisure. Now they are complaining they are unemployed.

Live now, live today - don't be bound by rules, live your own dream.

You look like you're ready for bed!

You managed not to get eaten then?

Deaf? If you're near there, no wonder you are deaf.

You're not wearing mink knickers,are you?

Do you know they have eating dogs for the anorexic now?

Oh, it's you that owns that ghastly car, is it?

If we could just stop the tourism, we could stop the congestion.

There's a lot of your family in tonight.

Aren't most of you descended from pirates?

[Edinburgh] is a city of shifting light, of changing skies, of sudden vistas. A city so beautiful it breaks the heart again and again.

This possibility bothered me as I thought it was not advisable to remain in one academic environment, and the long dark winters in Edinburgh could be rather dismal.

For those who like that sort of thing," said Miss Brodie in her best Edinburgh voice, "That is the sort of thing they like.

I never realised that the Edinburgh skyline was so interesting - it's gothic and very urban and there's a lot of church spires and old brownstone buildings.

Glasgow is less polite than Edinburgh but that's a good thing - they keep it very real.

I had an Edinburgh, middle-class childhood and a public school education.

Edinburgh is so cultural and such a beautiful place to walk around.

There's no leaving Edinburgh, No shifting it around: it stays with you, always.

Edinburgh is an experience A city of enormous gifts Whose streets sing of history Whose cobbles tell tales.

The instruction at Edinburgh was altogether by lectures, and these were intolerably dull, with the exception of those on chemistry.

My career has been a slow burn, so waiting to do the Edinburgh Festival was a smart move. If I'd spent a month there 10-15 years ago, there's no way anyone was gonna remember me.

I'm a bit of a Scotophile. I have a house on the Black Isle, so I'm in Scotland quite a lot and think Edinburgh is just the most beautiful city.

When I do the Edinburgh Fringe Festival, I always go across to Loch Ness and stay there.

I want to hang out in Edinburgh with my friends and eat fish and chips wrapped in newspaper.

I love Scotland. Edinburgh is a beautiful city and has a wonderful tradition of supporting the arts.

When I used to do the Edinburgh Festival, there was a bunch of guys selling fresh oysters and I'd eat ten daily - marvellous.

Robert Rotenberg does for Toronto what Ian Rankin does for Edinburgh.

It seemed to him a very Edinburgh thing. Welcoming, but not very.

Edinburgh used to be a haughty city.

A madhouse of frenzied moneymaking and frenzied pleasure-seeking, with none of the corners chipped off. It is beautifully situatedand the air reminds one curiously of Edinburgh.

The writing talent of Edinburgh is textured - we have poets, novelists, non-fiction writers, dramatists and more.

The attendance of that brother was now become like the attendance of a demon on some devoted being that had sold himself to destruction

Edinburgh is a comfortable puddle for a novelist.

Edinburgh is alive with words.