520 Quotes by Melina Marchetta

He remembers the times they’d walk toward him in the playground with that same look on their faces, but double in number with Siobhan and Tara. “It’s the four horsewomen of the apocalypse,” Jimmy Hailler would say. “They’re going to make us do something we don’t want to do.” “We’re not going to give in,” Tom would say. But they did. Always.

Because your grief at what you saw in those moments was too much for her to bear. Your pain made her weak. Her pain made you strong. Light and dark. Dark and light.

I would like to die of natural causes and not of boredom.

She’s a dead loss. Has no idea what she wants to do with her life. She’s so insipid, she’s almost invisible.

And then the Charynite last borns were lifting Quintana on their shoulders and the Lumaterans had Froi on theirs, and she was laughing and he thought he’d never seen her look so beautiful. And over everyone’s heads, Froi could see Gargarin and Arjuro staring up at her with their bittersweet smiles, and Froi imagined two boys with the same face all those years ago in a filthy cave beneath the swamps of Abroi, praying for a better life.

You just have to belong. Long to be.

Sometimes you don’t let us talk about how we’re feeling. If we feel scared, you say, ‘Nothing to worry about, guys,’ but that doesn’t make it go away. It makes it grow.

And I don’t know why, but I sit on that step until the last person’s gone home and I’m still grinning. Like someone who has a bit of a crush.

You can’t go around feeling too much”, Captain Travanion had explained watching a moment to ensure the man was indeed dead. “Because if you feel too much, enough to want to kill them so savagely then one day you are going to feel enough to spare their lives.