
Autobiography

and even though I hardly know her, I am in tears at the pitifully wizened figure giving a salute of good luck, all life spent, with nothing remaining but the brusque knock of a stranger intruding with instructions of where to go, how to sit, and how to die.
Morrissey • Autobiography
There is only ever a sense of change and of slipping away, but never a sense of security or stability.
Morrissey • Autobiography
Catholicism has you tracked and trailed for life with an overwhelming sense of self-doubt, and every church churns with painful pews and mourners’ stalls.
Morrissey • Autobiography
All Manchester boys are mad, and they shout, and they laugh loudly, and courtship is a question of aggression rather than gallantry.
Morrissey • Autobiography
Where are there such boys who are fully and entirely content with simply being?
Morrissey • Autobiography
We watch in order to find ecstasy, for at last we can survive in someone else. Our conclusions are our own, yet the landscape is infinite.
Morrissey • Autobiography
Television is the only place where we banish ourselves from the community of the living, and where the superficial provides more virtue than the actual.
Morrissey • Autobiography
my heart sinks down into a new darkness. There is nothing I can salvage from this accusation, and the eyes pool, as I lose.
Morrissey • Autobiography
It was he who told me the reason why girls fluttered around me at St Wilfrid’s, and what it was that they wanted. He told me this because I didn’t know, and even when I knew, I was less interested than when I didn’t know.