You are obviously writing out of experience and so the boundaries are always blurred, it is just that sometimes it would seem that you are playing with fire a little bit by choosing someone that obviously existed. — Robert Dessaix Copy Share Image
Every time you watch a performance in the theatre, you know that this is just for you, and will never be the same again.… — Robert Dessaix Copy Share Image
I did spend about 5 years in the Griffin Theatre Company in 1978 actually , and worked therefore about 5 years on a voluntary… — Robert Dessaix Copy Share Image
Writers feel that they can't afford to wait. They must do it now, and they are so clever, and there is so much competition.… — Robert Dessaix Copy Share Image
I think it is an important question of our lives - what is the meaning of literature to us as humans. — Robert Dessaix Copy Share Image
A form of art that I like is portraiture. I've been thinking about portraiture, and its relationship to writing and literature, biography and autobiography,… — Robert Dessaix Copy Share Image
It is much easier for me to define what makes a novel French or Russian, but defining the characteristics of an Australian novel are… — Robert Dessaix Copy Share Image
There is a mental space that we consciously makes our way back to, and give honour to what has formed us in this mental… — Robert Dessaix Copy Share Image
I think that a lot of people do have a physical Ithaca, but I don't think that I do and I think that a… — Robert Dessaix Copy Share Image
Despite the war, and bombings, and all the big things that happen to us, the stuff of our lives is small and always will… — Robert Dessaix Copy Share Image
“...'undertow'. It describes (...) how underneath our own everyday lives - the shopping and squabbles and weeding and trips to the vet - there's… — Robert Dessaix Copy Share Image
When I re-read the Odyssey, it felt like I was reading PD James or Minette Walters - you feel that you are sharing in… — Robert Dessaix Copy Share Image
“How do you irradiate the humbly trivial - the sneezes and waiting in bus-queues - with the lofty, and at the same time cherish… — Robert Dessaix Copy Share Image
