This is war," he say quietly. "Well thank God you're dressed for it, Griggs. — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
They either don't get it or don't want to. Maybe I'm just not selling it well. — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
Tom always did anger well. Hid it well, but showed it even better — 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… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
I watch Raffy as she removes the pickles from her hamburger and hands them over to Santangelo without them exchanging a word… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
Memory is a funny thing. It tricks you into believing that you've forgotten important moments, and then when you're raking your brain… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
These people have history and I crave history. I crave someone knowing me so well that they can tell what I'm thinking.… — 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
And if I get a little chemically imbalanced in the head, like we all know I tend to get sometimes, and I… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
She could have dropped you both off. whar's the worst she can do? cry hysterically?"the gears on the ute get stuck at… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
What do you think would happen if we kissed right here, right now?" he asks, digging his hands into the pockets of… — 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
