Melina Marchetta Quotes

What’s the difference between a trip and a journey?" "Narnie, my love, when we get there, you’ll understand.

What do you want from me?" he asks. What I want from every person in my life, I want to tell him. More.

Hold my hand because I might disappear.

But grief makes a monster out of us sometimes . . . and sometimes you say and do things to the people you love that you can't forgive yourself for.

No," I say, looking up at Griggs. "It's actually because my heart belongs to someone else." And if I could bottle the look on his face, I'd keep it by my bedside for the rest of my life.

Do you think people have noticed that I'm around?" "I notice when you're not. Does that count?

The truth doesn't set you free, you know. It makes you feel awkward and embarrassed and defenseless and red in the face and horrified and petrified and vulnerable.

I think if I'm ever asked to recall what Year 12 was all about, I'll remember it as one big cappuccino experience.

Maybe memories should be left the way they are.

It's like you have a plan and someone comes along and makes you want to change it all, but you still like your first plan, no matter how fantastic the second one makes you feel.

Do something that scares you everyday.

It's funny how you can forget everything except people loving you. Maybe that's why humans find it so hard getting over love affairs. It's not the pain they're getting over, it's the love.

You go shake your foundations, Will. I think it's about time I saved myself.

And life goes on, which seems kind of strange and cruel when you're watching someone die.

My father took one hundred and thirty-two minutes to die.

He nods. "My mum has one just the same and you have no idea how disturbing it is that it's turning me on.

Because being part of him isn't just anything. It's kind of everything.

What are you so sad about? We're going to know him for the rest of our lives.

I live on the Jellicoe Road. Where trees make canopies over-head and where you can sit at the top of them and see forever.

Somehow, even in the worst of times, the tiniest fragments of good survive. It was the grip in which one held those fragments that counted.

You're going to set us all on fire, you homicidal feral fruitcake.

Left alone with the dial tone...excuse me, operator, why is no one listening?

I'm scared to die," I whispered as Michael walked in. "He was scared to live," he said kissing my forehead.

Our spirit is mightier than the filth of our memories.

Comfort zones are overrated. They make you lazy.

When one is silent, those around speak even more.

Promise me you'll never stop dreaming.

I need voices of reason and of hysteria and of empathy. I need to have an Alanis moment. I need advice from Elizabeth Bennett. I need Tim Tams and comfort food.

He bursts out laughing. It's short, as if he regretted allowing me to make him laugh, but the satisfaction's already mine.

Do you love me?’ he asked instead. ‘Because if you don’t, I’d wait until you did. I’d wait weeks and months and years.

How can you just forget a person completely until the moment you see his face again?

You just have to belong. Long to be.

I didn't realize until those few days how much a hug meant. To have someone hold you could be the greatest medicine of all.

Imagine who she would be if we unleashed her onto the world. I think she would rip the breath from all of us.

If you weren't driving, I'd kiss you senseless," I tell him. He swerves to the side of the road and stops the car abruptly. "Not driving any more.

She gently placed his hand against the beating pulse of her heart. Always, always it beat out of control, and he held his hand to it until he felt it perfectly match his.

City people. They may know how to street fight but they don't know how to wade through manure.

Be prepared for the worst, my love, for it lives next door to the best.

I'm sorry," he says, "for that time I kissed you at that party and for that time at the wedding and more than anything for the thousand times that I wanted to and didn't have the guts to.

...the greatest weapon against big stupid men was a sharp mind.

You’re going to have to learn to ride a horse on your own, Phaedra', he said. 'It will make the journey faster.' 'The mule and I have an agreement.' 'The mule and you have similar traits.

Whatever is now covered up will be uncovered and every secret will be made known.

The idea that God works in mysterious ways is rubbish. There’s nothing mysterious about his ways. They’re premeditated and slightly conniving, and they place you in an impossible situation.

I never thought meeting you would be this boring. I thought we'd put our Italian emotion into gear and scream the place down. I never expected indifference.

If there was one weapon he had against these savages, it was not acknowledging their existence.

And we all end up where we started

Josie, life is not a Mills and Boon book. People fall out of love. People disappoint other people and they find it very hard to forgive.

Fifteen minutes later I was an expert. That's all you need. I think I was even getting the upper hand, which is very simple with a guy. Anything seems to turn them on.

Because today, I think I'm leaning on the side of wonder.

But grieving people are selfish. They won’t let you comfort them and they say you don’t understand and they make you feel useless when all your life you’ve been functional to them.