Quotes from Melina Marchetta

It makes me want to yell at the God that I wish I didn't believe in. For hogging him all to himself. I want to say, You greedy God. Give him back. I needed him here

I need desperately to feel it all, so when something wonderful happens, the contrast will be so massive that I will bottle the impact and keep it for the rest of my life.

and his face is so close to mine that it's like he can see inside my soul

Simple dreams are the hardest to come true.

He has a strange face. It's all sharpness and angles and incredibly fair skin. But then he's got this thatch of black hair that's such a contrast. It's like two cultures had a massive fight over his face and neither won.

Strange things happen when we stand face to face with our enemy, don't they, Phaedra of Alonso?

Before I can finish, he turns away and sits down, his back to me, as if I was never there. I stare at the back of his head. There's something about it that makes me want to commit a violent act with a blunt instrument.

Froi fell in love. He didn't want to. Not with a Charyn city. But he did because people didn't stand around in Paladozza and stare suspiciously, They sat around and spoke to each other and laughed.

Suddenly the strangeness of Quintana of Charyn's face made sense. Because it was a face meant for laughing, but it had never been given a chance. It robbed Phaedra of her breath.

Beatriss looked away, fighting tears. She gripped their hands. "I'm forgetting what the truth is, friends," she said. "We were here, Lady Beatriss. We saw it all, so when you forget what the truth is, you come to us and we'll remind you.

The depression belongs to all of us. I think of the family down the road whose mother was having a baby and they went around the neighborhood saying, "We're pregnant." I want to go around the neighborhood saying, "We're depressed." If my mum can't get out of bed in the morning, all of us feel the same. Her silence has become ours, and it's eating us alive.

Placing Raffaela in the path of an oncoming car becomes one of the major priorities of the next ten seconds of my life.

I don't believe you should be a virgin when you get married,' Sera said. 'You should experiment. Men do' 'Yes, but only if you're in love with them,' I said.

I love this school. I love how uncomplicated it is and the fact that we come from almost two hundred suburbs, so we have to work hard at finding something to hold us together.

Can you not see [hope] burning in her eyes? Does it not make you want to look away when you have none to give in return?

We could look at the side of wonder.

Since when do you look at the side of wonder?" "I'm trying very hard. It's irritating me, but I'm not giving up. I try to think of a wondrous thought every day when I wake, if you'd really like to know." "Yes, it's very annoying, but slightly contagious.

Her voice echoed and its volume took him by surprise. He walked to the rock's edge, wanting to listen to it until the last echo disappeared, wanting to capture it in his hands.

He's only slept with us when he's cold and lonely." "Isaboe, he is a hound. He will feign loneliness the rest of his life just to lie on this bed,. My bed. I was the king of this bed.

And for Narnie, hours without them went by, and then days, and then weeks. And in between those seconds and minutes and hours and day and weeks was the most acute sense of loneliness she'd ever experienced

Everyone agreed that Lucian would ruin this.

We're not eight kingdoms, but an entire land with one heartbeat. It's why people like you and I need to record our people's stories so we can find those moments when our paths cross, and only then will we know true peace.

He takes the coffee from her, needing fresh air because if he doesn't get out of this room, he'll suffocate from memories. He's felt like that for more than a month now. There's no particular reason for it, but sometimes he feels like he can't breathe, like his body is shutting down.

But I want to give in to it sometimes, only because I'm tired and the feeling that I've had for a while-that something is haunting me down-becomes all consuming and I'm frightened that one morning there will be not enough to keep me going.