You list the dead. You tell the stories of the past. You write about the catastrophes and the massacres. What about the… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
In a kinder world," he whispered, "one I promise you I've seen, men and women flirt and dance and love with only… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
he knew that a part of his life was complete and that whatever path he chose, he would experience the ache of… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
I'll run one day. Run for my life. To be free and think for myself...I'll run to be emancipated. — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
If there was one weapon he had against these savages, it was not acknowledging their existence. — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
I've been passionate about two things in my life. One was Christina Alibrandi. The other is Josephine Alibrandi. — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
What were you doing with her?" I ask quietly. "Apart from questioning her about your whereabouts, I was listening to the most… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
Maybe she'd always been there. Maybe strangers enter your heart first and then you spent the rest of your life searching for… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
And life goes on, which seems kind of strange and cruel when you're watching someone die. But there's a joy and an… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
When it was over, she gathered him in her arms. And told him the terrible irony of her life. That she had… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
Sometimes I feel like a junkie. One minute something happens in my life and I'm flying. Next minute I take a nose-dive… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
What if she's all I give you in this life of ours, my love?" she asked quietly. "Then I'll shout at the… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
“This hand says you spend the rest of your life with me," he said, holding out his left hand, "and this one… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
“As he left Yata’s home that morning, he knew that a part of his life was complete and that whatever path he… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
No," I say, looking up at Griggs. "It's actually because my heart belongs to someone else." And if I could bottle the… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
“And if I could bottle the look on his face, I'd keep it by my bedside for the rest of my life.” — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
“She clutched him, her fingers digging in like she needed to gather parts of him to act as her own second skin… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
I'm sick and tired of you people living interstate and overseas from people you want to be with. You're ruining my life!… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
Josie, life is not a Mills and Boon book. People fall out of love. People disappoint other people and they find it… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
Just say up on the hill is the meaning of life and someone knew it and they wanted everyone else to enjoy… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
you grab at any sign of hope. You grab it with both hands and breathe life into it, day after day. You… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
Some of us weren't born for rewards, Froi. We were born for sacrifices. — Melina Marchetta Copy Share
I'm very disturbed to find out that the leader of the Townies has a soul and I'm beginning to develop a bit of a… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share
In the games of queens and kings, we leave our dreams at the door and we make do with what we have. Sometimes if… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share
And then you came along and you spoke to me and nobody had looked me in the eye for years. (...) But I remember… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share
Do you want to know something about tyrants? When faced with death, they weep and they beg just like the rest of us. — Melina Marchetta Copy Share
“you do that all the time you know. you ask me questions when you know the answer will piss you off. ask me a… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share
I need voices of reason and of hysteria and of empathy. I need to have an Alanis moment. I need advice from Elizabeth Bennett.… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share
“When I saw "Ulysses" on Georgie's bedside table and Tom Finch's name written on it in a scrawl so like my old man's, I… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share
“Our bodies aren't strangers,' he said, his voice ragged. 'Our spirits aren't strangers'. He held her face in his hands. 'Tell me what part… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share
Phaedra of Alonso’s death was a never-ending pain that gnawed at his insides. It made him a prisoner in his own cottage. — Melina Marchetta Copy Share
You know what? You didn't do anything wrong. I did. It's this dumb thing I do. I look into things and see more than… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share
Everything's going to be fine. She'll be back at work soon. Let's just keep the house clean." Oh yeah, I want to say, because… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share
See them together and you will feel a force that will take your breath away. — Melina Marchetta Copy Share
We don't even love each other. I do a bit, you know. You do what a bit? You know. Like you...whatever...love you a bit.… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share
I’m scared I’m going to spend the rest of my life in a state of yearning, regardless of where I am. — Melina Marchetta Copy Share
