I would be the worst person on earth to be called to write an account of someone else's life. — Peter Carey Copy Share Image
I woke up in Australia almost every day for the first 47 years of my life. When I left, I didn't discard… — Peter Carey Copy Share Image
“A cormorant broke the surface, like an improbable idea tearing the membrane between dreams and life.” — Peter Carey Copy Share Image
In about 1975-76, I lived with a woman in a little hut with some fruit trees, and I had some of the… — Peter Carey Copy Share Image
Living where I live New York I don't think anyone's going to make a fuss. But it is more deeply satisfying because… — Peter Carey Copy Share Image
I have written a memoir here and there, and that takes its own form of selfishness and courage. However, generally speaking, I… — Peter Carey Copy Share Image
“What a torture to hear that a life had been available to me that I had not been man enough to live.” — Peter Carey Copy Share Image
“About her husband, i did actually enquire, but she held her private life so fucking tightly, like a tourist clutching a handbag… — Peter Carey Copy Share Image
I don't think you have the right to shout about other people's private life. — Peter Carey Copy Share Image
“HIs great talent in life was to be a Good Bloke. He could walk into a room and sit down and everybody… — Peter Carey Copy Share Image
“I have traveled widely. I have seen this country in its infancy. I tell you what it will become. The public squares will be… — Peter Carey Copy Share Image
At the very end of a book I can manage to work for longer stretches, but mostly, making stuff up for three hours, that's… — Peter Carey Copy Share Image
Being famous as a writer is like being famous in a village. It's not really any very heady fame. — Peter Carey Copy Share Image
“Remember, this is the country of the duck-billed platypus. When you are cut off from the rest of the world, things are bound to… — Peter Carey Copy Share Image
If you ever read one of my books I hope you'll think it looks so easy. In fact, I wrote those chapters 20 times… — Peter Carey Copy Share Image
I had known loneliness before, and emptiness upon the moor, but I had never been a NOTHING, a nothing floating on a nothing, known… — Peter Carey Copy Share Image
I did not know that history is like a blood stain that keeps on showing on the wall no matter how many new owners… — Peter Carey Copy Share Image
I think that thing about the destruction of the world is there all the time, it's there every day when we look out the… — Peter Carey Copy Share Image
“He were still smiling but his voice were hard as a spoon rattling in a metal cup.” — Peter Carey Copy Share Image
