Keri Hulme Quotes

You want to know about anybody? See what books they read, and how they've been read.

But hands are sacred things. Touch is personal, fingers of love, feelers of blind eyes, tongues of those who cannot talk.

I am in limbo, and in limbo there are no races, no prizes, no changes, no chances. There are merely degrees of endurance, and endurance never was my strong point.

There is a time, when passing through a light, that you walk in your own shadow.

It's the possibility that when you're dead you might still go on hurting that bothers me.

I have faced Death. I have been caught in the wild weed tangles of Her hair, seen the gleam of her jade eyes. I will go when it is time - no choice! - but now I want life.

I am not dead yet! I can still call forth a piece of soul and set it down in color, fixed forever.

The smarter you are, the more you know, the less reason you have to trust or love or confide.

I am exceedingly angry for no good reason.

Wars of small kingdoms and forgotten lands, what do chessmen dream of in the dark?

The company you keep at death is, of all things, most dependent on chance.

Why? is the boy's motto, why does, why is, why not? Food, weather, time, fires, sea and season, clothes and cars and people; it's all grist to the mill of why.

She has this curious heavy grace, like something out of its element making do in a heavier medium. Like she should be living in water.

Sometimes, the waves grow hushed, but the sea is always there, touching, caressing, eating the earth...

The color has faded out of the sky. It is grey, becoming darker as the world turns herself round a little more. The clouds are long and black and ragged, like the wings of stormbattered dragons.

I know about me. I am the moons sister, a tidal child stranded on land. The sea always in my ear, a surf of eternal discontent in my blood.