Fc Liverpool Quotes

[F]or the most part football these days is the opium of the people, not to speak of their crack cocaine. Its icon is the impeccably Tory, slavishly conformist Beckham. The Reds are no longer the Bolsheviks. Nobody serious about political change can shirk the fact that the game has to be abolished. And any political outfit that tried it on would have about as much chance of power as the chief executive of BP has in taking over from Oprah Winfrey.

..here is not the world. Here is a place where there is no work or homework, where people do not judge each other, and where they do not try to outdo each other.

Why would you need to melt to enlighten people like a candle? Every move you make gives an ironic smile to others, that's all.

If people are talking about the past instead of future, if they start to tell about their memories instead of dreams, it means they are getting older.

You'll never walk alone! - Liverpool FC

The idea of coming back to you was something like giving money to a beggar: a person feels bad himself if he gives money to a beggar or if he doesn’t do that

Those who pursue opportunities catch them, not lazies.

I fell in love with Red-White colours and I can not carry two great loves in one heart.

It is easier for small children to obey rules than making choices for themselves. In fact this doesn’t change when one grows up.

Football world is ungrateful Leo, those who carried you on their shoulders yesterday will not even ask how you are doing when you fall into disfavor.

Time wipes successes that easily achieved and cheap.

Loneliness, especially long-term loneliness, give birth to geniuses or mad people.

These eyes are a mysterious torch that illuminates the outside only. I always live in darkness, but my darkness is full of stars.

Gold melts in fire, women melt in gold, and men melt in women.

When fair-play and the interests of the team conflict with each other, which one should you choose?

The same sun gives different colors to different plants. The snake and bee drinks water but one of them produces poison, the other one produces honey.

I have sacrificed my life for my love and I have sacrificed my love for Liverpool.

Men don’t get drunk from a really good wine but from a beautiful woman.

It is, as calls to arms go, straightforward. Crystal clear. And if you aren’t looking forward to Spurs and Kazan, to Southampton and Bournemouth, if that just doesn’t get you going, wanting to be emotional, unashamedly emotional, optimistic, passionate in a way that outsiders love to mock and our own meek minded souls call 'embarrassing' then you know what? There’s the door. There is the door, and you can walk through it, and both you and us will be happier for that. Because, for ninety minutes every few days, this fella represents Liverpool, eleven lads wearing Red represent Liverpool and we represent Liverpool. Wherever we are on globe, with an even greater responsibility if we are in the stadium.

The eccentric passion of Shankly was underlined for me by my England team-mate Roger Hunt's version of the classic tale of the Liverpool manager's pre-game talk before playing Manchester United. The story has probably been told a thousand times in and out of football, and each time you hear it there are different details, but when Roger told it the occasion was still fresh in his mind and I've always believed it to be the definitive account. It was later on the same day, as Roger and I travelled together to report for England duty, after we had played our bruising match at Anfield. Ian St John had scored the winner, then squared up to Denis Law, with Nobby finally sealing the mood of the afternoon by giving the Kop the 'V' sign. After settling down in our railway carriage, Roger said, 'You may have lost today, but you would have been pleased with yourself before the game. Shanks mentioned you in the team talk. When he says anything positive about the opposition, normally he never singles out players.' According to Roger, Shankly burst into the dressing room in his usual aggressive style and said, 'We're playing Manchester United this afternoon, and really it's an insult that we have to let them on to our field because we are superior to them in every department, but they are in the league so I suppose we have to play them. In goal Dunne is hopeless- he never knows where he is going. At right back Brennan is a straw- any wind will blow him over. Foulkes the centre half kicks the ball anywhere. On the left Tony Dunne is fast but he only has one foot. Crerand couldn't beat a tortoise. It's true David Herd has got a fantastic shot, but if Ronnie Yeats can point him in the right direction he's likely to score for us. So there you are, Manchester United, useless...' Apparently it was at this point the Liverpool winger Ian Callaghan, who was never known to whisper a single word on such occasions, asked, 'What about Best, Law and Charlton, boss?' Shankly paused, narrowed his eyes, and said, 'What are you saying to me, Callaghan? I hope you're not saying we cannot play three men.

As for Sturridge, he comes across as quite possibly the most likable man to ever wear the Liverbird. The chicken teriyaki enthusiast has been defying expectations and unfounded prejudice since he arrived at the club to a lukewarm fan response. He was a troublemaker, you see. He had a poor attitude and was a he Big Time Charlie, don't you know? The Chelsea guys said so and Jose Mourinho has never been anything other than ethical and sincere, right? Right? "The England front man was quick to disabuse dubious fans of their misguided assumptions. From his first interview he spoke with a candour and earnest enthusiasm that were utterly endearing. His performance on the pitch has been nothing short of remarkable and his prodigious tally of 35 goals in 49 appearances to date is worthy of far more adulation than he has received. Doubtless the dancing striker has suffered by comparison with the frankly unequalled brilliance of a certain now-departed flesh gourmand, but the Birmingham native is worthy of so much more praise and, with time on his side, he has the potential to become the nonpareil of Liverpool's recent strikers.

Liverpool wouldn't be the club it is today without Bill Shankly and Bob Paisley and the players who played there. When I first went there it was a typical Second Division ground, and look at it now!

Liverpool have been walking alone ever since they parted ways with Sadio Mane.

Guardiola would ring him to express his doubts to him, whether they be about the use of space by his players or the behaviour of those off the ball. Rodolf Borrell, now at Liverpool FC, was a coach with one of the Barcelona youth teams at the time, and each week Guardiola went to his defensive training sessions to observe and learn.

My erstwhile lady-love would have had a field day analysing the defensive interaction in Brendan Rodgers' Liverpool team last season. Now there was a bunch of men with communication issues.

If Shankly was the Anfield foreman, Paisley was the brickie, ready to build an empire with his own hands.

Religion is not necessarily related only to what we think of as religious things or practices, like attending a rite in a temple, performing practices in order to attain certain goods, or following certain codes of conduct based on a particular set of beliefs or even ideas of the supernatural. It is just as easily identified with something like the unfailing love for FC Barcelona or Liverpool FC and the ineffable (absolutely religious) experience of living and dying together, through songs, food, and tears, in a match against their rivals from times immemorial (Real Madrid or Manchester United). Another glorious religious experience could be watching Roger Federer move on a Wimbledon court.26

My mind is like an Asian map; many places are covered with forests, deserts, swamps; in other words, it is filled with question marks.

It means that it is necessary to run away from men in order to love them.

Hundreds of wild dogs inside me were transformed into cute birds and they are singing now maybe, but still there are some wild dogs there.

I'm not away from home, home is away from me.

A person who lived in the past and who remembers later are not the same.

I have fed my troubles just like that a tree feeds woodworm.

The obstacles are the creepy things that you see when you give up keeping your eyes on the road.

A dew drops on the grass in the quietest time of the night.

It [Loneliness] is a suitable environment where diseases and perfection can be produced.

Lovers among people who do not know love are also seen as sick or mad.

Whatever you go to the loneliness, it grows inside.

I advise you not to carry whatever you escape from with you as a suitcase.

I really lived (..) Death seems to me to be a sunset glow at the end of a beautiful day.

I can even say I desire death now because the friends we started to live with have left from this world one by one.

..all of us are surrounded by many beauties that we don’t notice in daily life..

If a man wants to announce the oppression that he was exposed to, he should not talk, instead, he must keep silent.

Silence is a sea whereas words are a river.

They are [words] bad painters who work for hours and capable of painting only a sketch.

Maybe she was escaping from the chaos of the words to the cosmos of silence.

I need young people who are ashamed of the current situation of the team.

Failure learned lessons from is a success.

We are defeated against our weaknesses, not the difficulties.

Victory is the sovereign remedy.

After a wall is built, the master mason is forgotten.

-But how can I cheer up now? I mean, nothing comes of nothing. -Stop meditating on your problems, things work themselves out and you become happy automatically.

When the sun goes down, all women become beautiful.

For an unhappy man, mind is a ballast; he survives when he gets rid of it.

Doesn’t the whole world run towards drunkenness anyway? Don’t they drink alcohol to get rid of their minds that look like a decayed tooth that causes persistent pain?

Your anger against a person you did not like probably would thus be very exaggerated.

A bronze coin you have not is more attractive than a gold coin you have for people like you. That's why loves ends when couples get married.

I bought this medicine from the pharmacy at the corner; its name is memory- wiper. When you get one of these pills, you forget everything, the pharmacist said so.

we (girls) are very fond of playing games even when we grow up. We only change our toys and play with men.

A man can not carry two great loves in his heart; a woman can do it, but a man can not.

The joy of people who don’t worry en masse is called a carnival whereas the joys of people who worry en masse is called a celebration.

The flowers that you compile with all your efforts are accepted. So that there is no shame, they throw them away in a place no one else can see.

I do not believe in luck. Luck sometimes, work always helps. -Red White Love: The Love of Liverpool FC

Pleasures are each traps, they are the dragons who await the felicity town; you can’t reach felicity before you defeat them. -Red White Love: The Love of Liverpool FC

This must be “the philosopher’s stone” that thousands of philosophers and experts couldn’t find throughout history: Living for someone else, living in someone else… -Red White Love: The Love of Liverpool FC

slogans (..) Is this a kind of relief for a group of people who are under stress throughout their lives?

Days used to look like a swiftly streaming river in Leo’s eyes; He sometimes used to feel the coolness, sometimes he used to wash in it and he sometimes used to watch his face in this river.

The goal keeper doesn’t concede the goal but the team does it.

1892 is not only an ordinary date, but it is the time of existence of a football giant, a rare legend of the 21st century that does not smell of blood and tears. It is the date of birth of a team which wrote a history that not only must be read, but must also be memorized. A little after its foundation, it became the nightmare of first the Premier League clubs and then other clubs around the World. There was no team it didn’t defeat and no fun group it didn’t upset. Within 125 years, it won 18 league championships, 5 European cups, 7 FA cups, 8 league cups, 3 UEFA Super Cups, 15 Charity Shield Cups, ve 3 FA Youth Cups. As the club began to win cups, it got richer and its support group expanded. It conquered the hearts of about 600 million people around the World, its name and its song was chanted everyday by its supporters. Joy and sorrow, night and day, death and life always follow each other like victory and defeat. By the early 1990s the ship began to leak. Its popularity diminished around the World as it weakened and its opponents strengthened. That made its management hopeless, its supporters sad and its players pressured. Infrequent derby victories became only a consolation and past memories and childish dreams became the only sanctuary for its supporters. However its love has never ceased and will not. Because it is not only a football team, it is an excitement, a desire for victory, a passion, a love. Yes, it is a love, a red-white love. And this book is a message thrown into the ocean of the future within a bottle to highlight the expectations and dreams of lovers of red-white colors. Will the bottle reach the shore, will anyone read its message, will the message mean anything for the people? No one can predict this.

Leo died also; one in ten of my life, half of my dreams, and all of my love were entombed together with him.

I am neither in time nor out of time.

I should have preferred the happiness I earned without you to the happiness I would have with you.

It's [Loneliness] not a patient's escape, but escape from patients.

-There is something more important than happiness -What is that? -Cheer.

You do not love me, you really love yourself through me.

You do not really love me; instead, You love the feelings that emerge in your soul when you are with me.

I never got used to rainy weather at all. For me, rain always meant I had to to stay in prison (orphanage). On the sunny days we always played football with friends outside..

Flies and insects do not bite people for pleasure, snakes and scorpions do not bite for pleasure, too. They do it because they need blood to live.

Women don’t like war but they are fond of warriors.

Wealth, beauty and fame (..) Those three intoxicate a young man, sweep a young man off of his feet and take his shame out from his heart.

..a flock of volunteers looking for a purpose they wanted to sacrifice their lives for..

In time, they have lost their personalities and begun to resemble each other.

Water doesn’t have a beauty like the mirage's charming beauty.

If you can not fly, run. If you can not run, walk. If you can not walk, crawl. But be on the move every time. -Red White Love: The Love of Liverpool FC

Always respect your opponents because they are enemies you have generated. The reason why they look like enemies is that we are all contestants who want to reach a common goal, that’s all. -Red White Love: The Love of Liverpool FC

Problems are opportunities which wear working clothes -Red White Love: The Love of Liverpool FC

the matches are won on the training ground, not on the football pitch. -Red White Love: The Love of Liverpool FC

Time is a remedy for all troubles and it cures all wounds with its kind hands.

A dew drops on the grass in the quietest time of the night just like A genius emerges when he is alone.

Loneliness is the way to your own soul.

Do not go too far from the port of loneliness, even if you are involved in crowds.

As a matter of fact, it seems to me that everyone is lonely, no matter how much they live together, it seems like everyone lonely in this world.

I want to peel off the shells of my soul and reach the essence of it.

Expressing emotions through words is something like filling the sea in a bottle.

If you call for help, something as big as the ocean comes to your assistance: silence.

Without thinking, they only live with their desires and they sleep peacefully in their feather bed of habits.

Do you want to be loved, Mr perfect? Be lovable first

A little mistake that you make today will lead you to make the bigger mistake tomorrow.

Everyone was criticizing Leo, in other words, the enemy was nameless.

Concerning about someone else is to open the doors of our dungeon.