You can’t fight an evil disease with sweet medicine, ’ says the ng’anga.

The time for careers and passions was gone. Hunger pangs displaced ambition.

The grief of widowhood, of losing a husband and only to be harassed by his brothers, remained pressed on her.

Instead he was grabbing at whatever was available in this system that no longer held the old predictable relationship between effort and result as true

It was like she had been playing 'nhodo' with her life, foolishly trying to outsmart an imaginary playmate named Fate.

There's a reason why bullying takes such a strong form online. People don't have to push back as much as they would in real life.

I face every project the same way - do it right and give 110%. 100% isn't good enough.

The public has always expected me to be a playboy, and a decent chap never lets his public down.

It's like the drag fairy coming and saying 'What would you like to do?' Um, yeah karate.

The rule of surfing is never tell anyone where you go.

If you are sitting on the title of any block of land in New South Wales you can bet an Aboriginal person at some stage was dispossessed of it.

I always try to be different. I always want to surprise myself.

I covet truth; beauty is unripe childhood's cheat; I leave it behind with the games of youth.

Proverbs contradict each other. That is the wisdom of a nation.

Being a songwriter, singer, and a great part of a unit is more important than being Joe Guitar Hero.