520 Quotes by Melina Marchetta

And then their voices stopped and their souls stood still and they ceased being who they had been. Because who they were had always been determined by him.

A home to come back to every day of their lives. Where they would all belong or long to be. A place on the Jellicoe Road.

Everything hurts, every single thing including the weight of him and I’m crying because it hurts and he’s telling me he’s sorry over and over again, and I figure somewhere down the track we’ll work out the right way of doing this but I don’t want to let go, because tonight I’m not looking for anything more than being a part of him. Because being a part of him isn’t just anything. It’s kind of everything.

I want so much not to do the teenage angst thing, but I have to tell you that I hate the life that, according to my mother, I’m not actually having.

Her voice stopped him. “I woke with your name on my lips every morning. Like a prayer of hope. For now, that’s all I can offer.

I see the look on her face that says nothing can happen to her if she’s holding on to her dad. It kills me to hate them so much for having that.

You chicks get hot and bothered about anything.

He was very solemn; she wasn’t. Phaedra couldn’t stop smiling.

About my first memory, sitting on the shoulders of a giant who I know can only be my father. Of touching the sky. Of lying between two people who read me stories of wild things and journeys with dragons, the soft hum of their voices speaking of love and serenity. See, I remember love.