And then you came along and you spoke to me and nobody had looked me in the eye for years. (...) But… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
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 Image
Once she made him watch Pride and Prejudice and for ages he would re-word Mr Bingley's apology to Jane Bennet, saying, 'I've… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
His father's made us paint half this town and if we stick around any longer he'll make us paint the rest of… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
You're judging her by her literacy," Tara says. "You're a literacist." "You've made that up. — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
Whatever is now covered up will be uncovered and every secret will be made known. — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
My father took one hundred and thirty-two minutes to die. I counted. It happened on the Jellicoe Road. The prettiest road I’d… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
Coffee?" Santangelo calls down to us. We both look up. He,Ben, and Raffy are hanging over the side. "Is it espresso?" Anson… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
then she was laughing. They both were, and the savage teeth were the most joyous sight Phaedra had seen for a long… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
It's not that I like you least [...] it's that I feared you most. The reginita taught me to like you. There… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
And through all the misery, she said that some of us in this lifetime experience a moment of beauty beyond reckoning. I… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
Play me something that makes me feel; This soul inside me is made of steel. Brain is breathing, but heart’s not beating… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
He watched as Finnikin swung onto the horse, his sleeve stained with blood. Froi liked the way Finnikin reached behind him and… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
She made a sound of regret. ‘We come second, you and I, Luc-ien,’ she said. ‘Our allegiance is always to our kingdoms.… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
Teresa, Teresa. Have we taught you nothing?" Raffy says in an irritated voice. "It's war. You go in and you hunt him… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
You're judging her by her literacy,' Tara says. 'You're a literacist.' 'You've made that up.' Thomas Mackee packs up his stuff and… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
A piece of me is gone," she told me once while we were bra shopping. "I think we're made up of all… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
But then Froi looked back to where his work lay unfinished and it made him sad because there had been something about… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
Lucian was beginning to get used to hearing her small observations at night. More than anything, he realized he liked her voice… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
Don't you ever touch my car again," Santangelo says with the same fury he had on his face when Jonah Griggs made… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
Some of us weren't born for rewards, Froi. We were born for sacrifices. — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image