“They were nothing more than people, by themselves. Even paired, any pairing, they would have been nothing more than people by themselves. But all together, they have become the heart and muscles and mind of something perilous and new, something… — Keri Hulme Copy Share Image
“She had debated, in the frivolity of the beginning, whether to build a hole or a tower; a hole, because she was fond of… — Keri Hulme Copy Share
A family can be the bane of one's existence. A family can also be most of the meaning of one's existence. I don't know… — Keri Hulme Copy Share
I am in limbo, and in limbo there are no races, no prizes, no changes, no chances. There are merely degrees of endurance, and… — Keri Hulme Copy Share
I have faced Death. I have been caught in the wild weed tangles of Her hair, seen the gleam of her jade eyes. I… — Keri Hulme Copy Share
But hands are sacred things. Touch is personal, fingers of love, feelers of blind eyes, tongues of those who cannot talk… — Keri Hulme Copy Share
Wars of small kingdoms and forgotten lands, what do chessmen dream of in the dark? — Keri Hulme Copy Share
The smarter you are, the more you know, the less reason you have to trust or love or confide. — Keri Hulme Copy Share
“They were nothing more than people, by themselves. Even paired, any pairing, they would have been nothing more than people by themselves. But all… — Keri Hulme Copy Share
“The childhood years are the best years of your life… Whoever coined that was an unmitigated fuckwit, a bullshit artist supreme. Life gets better… — Keri Hulme Copy Share
I am not a person to say the words out loud I think them strongly, or let them hunger from the page: know it… — Keri Hulme Copy Share
Through poverty, godhunger, the family debacle, I kept a sense of worth. I could limn and paint like no-one else in this human-wounded land:… — Keri Hulme Copy Share
You want to know about anybody? See what books they read, and how they've been read... — Keri Hulme Copy Share
“Oh all the world is a little queer, except thee and me, and sometimes, I wonder about thee.” — Keri Hulme Copy Share
There is a time, when passing through a light, that you walk in your own shadow. — Keri Hulme Copy Share
