Quotes by Australian Authors - Page 75

It always gave me a peculiar feeling to catch a glimpse of my parents' lives before I was born.
Robert Drewe
I read somewhere that spiders can spin silk strong enough to hold the weight of a thousand trucks. I tried to imagine those lines of silver, thinner than air, stronger than steel. Sometimes I think that a hundred webs, invisible gossamers, connect Gracie and me. They coat our bodies, tie our limbs together, link our hearts. They can stretch across cities, countries – even anger. Unbreakable. I felt them that first time I watched her play soccer.She needed to win so badly. I watched a new Gracie crack out of her cocoon that day. Grey, moth-like, she seemed covered in a dust that let her take to the air. Fly. They’re beautiful things, moths, with their dark patterned wings hooking on wind to push them forward. You have to be careful with them, though. Brush them just lightly, and they can’t fly anymore.
Cath Crowley
And suddenly I know I have to go. But this time without being chased by the Brigadier, without experiencing the kindness of a postman from Yass, and without taking along a Cadet who will change the way I breath for the rest of my life.
Melina Marchetta
Maybe family were the people who came looking for you when you were lost.
Vikki Wakefield
The depression belongs to all of us. I think of the family down the road whose mother was having a baby and they went around the neighborhood saying, "We're pregnant." I want to go around the neighborhood saying, "We're depressed." If my mum can't get out of bed in the morning, all of us feel the same. Her silence has become ours, and it's eating us alive.
Melina Marchetta
If the Christian life seems boring,I suggest you may be DOING IT WRONG!
Edmund Lloyd Fletcher
My tears were wiped away, my heart was strong, I saw the way of healing…I said, “God help me now to preach the Word to all the dying around, and tell them how ‘tis Satan still defiles, and Jesus still delivers, for He is just the same today.
John Alexander Dowie
Reading is to the mind what exercise is to the body and prayer is to the soul.
Matthew Kelly
May you get more out of life than a cup of tea.
Rebecca St. James
Unafraid, Unashamed, Lord we know who we are,We are the people and we won't be silent.Unified hear us cry at the top of our lungs,You are our God and we will not be shaken!
Hillsong United
Don't use your past history as an excuse to be miserable. Use your past as a testament to show the world just how far you have come.
Miya Yamanouchi
Don't ever let others impose their self-limiting beliefs on to you. They don't have the courage and spirit that you do.
Miya Yamanouchi
Keep your mindset strong, your heart pure, your intentions kind and your dreams big.
Nikki Rowe
Failure wasn't an option for those who have success today!
Mary Rodwell
As writers, we should remind ourselves, and each other, that Jane Austen and JK Rowling got rejected by publishers, too.
Joanne Van Leerdam
Doing anything worthwhile will present challenges, but everyone who achieves their goal is an ordinary person who becomes extraordinary.
Joanne Van Leerdam
Our distracted digital world is here to stay, so the question is more of how we can truly embrace the beauty that is the stillness and the silence.
Tony Curl
The dragon turned on the children and unicorns, his mouth open. For a brief moment, they could see his eyes change from blue to a deep red, like coals in a fire. It was almost as if another, fiercer dragon looked at them through Zebedia’s eyes.
Bronwen Webb
i dont live in a fantasy; just a dream, that's to hard for some to believe.
Nikki Rowe
We are exiles in Time's abyss, strangers now in the Promised Land.
D.B. Nielsen
One foot in each world, riding them simultaneously; expecting not to fall.
Kelly Proudfoot
Now he understood what it was to be a man: that it was to be weak as well as strong, to be foolish sometimes and wise sometimes, to know love as well as to kill. And he had learned that there were other paths for him, other gods who called in the deep places of the earth, in the lap of wavelets on the shore, in the breath of the wind. He had learned that there were other kinds of courage. He knew, with deep certainty, that the islands held a new path for him. He need only move forward and find it.
Juliet Marillier
Ms Rainn, when was the last time you visited a library for the books and not the free Internet it offers?
S.A. Tawks
It is neither poor handling nor the weather that turns the pages of a book a fine sepia. It is the reader's imagination.
S.A. Tawks
Still want you?” I repeated quietly. “Phoenix. I have wanted you since the moment I first laid eyes on you. Since the fire of our magic ignited when we touched for the first time,” I pulled him gently to his feet, making him face me. “You are my soul mate, Phoenix. You are it. You are my home, my heart. Literally, the other half of my soul.” I gripped him by his lapels. “You are written into my DNA and you ask if I still want you.” I let him go and smiled. “The answer is, and always will be, yes.”He kissed me fiercely, pressing me into his body. I ignored the twinge of my knife wound and kissed him back as I felt the fire in my soul begin to awaken once again.
Aprille Legacy
If there's a place you should be able to put yourself first, it's in your own sexual fantasies.
Alyssa Brugman
Memory is like a box of chocolates. They disappear quickly.
Leah Broadby
If we all learnt cat-speak, we would often find they are saying, “You stupid human, I am trying to tell you something important right now!
Leah Broadby
Fear of new ideas breeds angry head spiders that have been known to attack.
Leah Broadby
There exists a microscopic breed of brain beetle, commonly known as an ‘idea’. An idea desires only one thing: To catch the perfect brain wave.
Leah Broadby
I did not do it for you, sire." Gawain was deadly serious now. "Death comes to us and all mortals. I shall still lose you one day. But Logres! The only perfection under heaven would fall if I could not save you.
Suzannah Rowntree
Then this is for you," Galahad said, and drew a knife from the pouch at his belt. It was an odd little thing, T-hilted and small enough to fit into a woman's hand. Its translucent blade, only an inch and a half long, was bound with scrolling bronze wire to the bone hilt. "Have a care. Obsidian is sharper than anything else in the world, sharp enough to make sunlight bleed.
Suzannah Rowntree
In the dim sunset Perceval looked the glade over and said, “Does your lady wife think so little of sending you out on deadly errands?” Sir Gareth unstrapped the blanket from behind his saddle. “It’s our fourth child. I’ve grown accustomed to it.” “Of course,” Perceval said with a grin, “even dragonfire might burn less hot than my lady aunt’s temper.” Sir Gareth cuffed Perceval across the ear. “For that piece of insolence, youngster, you take the first watch. And be glad you are so tender in years that I dare not risk my honour upon you in single combat to prove my Lynet as sweet-tempered as she should be.
Suzannah Rowntree
Perceval said to the Grail Knight: “Will you break a spear with me this day?” He did not expect Galahad to look down on him from Lancelot’s immense height and say, gently, as if he knew it must disappoint, “Sir, I cannot.” “No? Well, there are others to fight,” said Perceval, trying not to show how vexed he felt to be denied the honour. “Not for any lack of love,” Galahad added. “But for the regard in which I hold you, Perceval of Wales.
Suzannah Rowntree
How you must hate Logres,” she said in a dry mouth. “Hate Logres?” He leaned back in his chair, shaking his head. “There is an anger that is deserved, Blanche. Tell me. Look me in the eye, if you can, and tell me—to my face—that Logres is without sin.
Suzannah Rowntree
That night she dreamed about the King again. She stood in a riverside meadow between greenwood and castle. Overhead the sun shone gilt in a sky like powdered lapis and struck golden sparks from the King's blood-red dragon banner.
Suzannah Rowntree
She slipped off the lid and took out a little hourglass hanging on a silver pivot from a black ribbon, its belly full of twinkling black sand. "Oh, it's beautiful!" "You like it." Her guardian, the antiquarian, who invested every colour, gemstone, beast, and planet with arcane and symbolic meaning, would likely give her a lecture on saturnine influences. Blanche decided not to care. "Yes, I do.
Suzannah Rowntree
I have fled from the wilderness fasting, with woe and unflagging travail,I have sought for the light on the mountain, and skirted the devilish dale. I have laid my mouth in the dust, and begged the Might to be kind,I have come to the feast, and I famish. Now grant me the Holy Grail.
Suzannah Rowntree
It was like listening to the universe in motion. Planets spinning on their appointed courses, the lives of men intersecting and parting, the unimaginable harmony of the human body itself in hierarchy and order, were all implied in the song, but something greater as well: the genius of the composer, which must surely approach the miraculous. Perceval closed his eyes and was lost in the weaving music.
Suzannah Rowntree
There was carpet under Blanchefleur’s feet and the scent of clean and delicate things in her nostrils—perfume, babies, soap, and tea. Homesickness hit her like a clenched fist; this was worse than memory.
Suzannah Rowntree
He grinned. “Do not fear. I am here to serve you, as I promised.” Despite the fit of schoolgirl giggles that had seized her in Carbonek when he first proposed to be her knight, his assurance annoyed her now. “You inspire me with confidence,” she said, honey-sweet. “With a few more years and experience, you would make a capable guardian, I’m sure.” “And you an amiable ward,” he said, bowing again.
Suzannah Rowntree
Do not deceive yourself, Gawain. There are black places in the heart of every man.
Suzannah Rowntree
A knight will give a lady a ring from his hand and take a kiss from her lips, when he wishes to love her and serve her all his days," she recited, as she had when he was small. She pulled the ring from the chain and held it out to him. "This ring is the knight's who swore to serve me. Take it. One day you may find a lady to wear it.
Suzannah Rowntree
Oh, Perceval, a falcon is born to hunt, and so are you. One day you will hunt indeed--but not yet." "Why? Am I not ready?"She looked at him sadly and said, "Give me a little longer.
Suzannah Rowntree
Sir Ector looked into the fire, fidgeting with something in his pocket. "I have something for you," he said at last. "It was your mother's." And he drew out the thing in his pocket and held it up to her. The ring Blanche took from him was antique silver, cabochon-set with a glimmering moonstone. Her mother's ring! Blanche folded it into her hand and held tightly to the only thing her parents had left her.
Suzannah Rowntree
I mean,” he said, “that by your own showing, the greatest threat to heaven comes from within the ranks of the angels themselves. Before you can prove to me that heroes can defeat villains with nothing but the purest chivalric ideals, you must convince me that heroes do exist, and that villains are not a fanciful tale for children. You must tell me, sir, if you dare, that you are incorruptible, and that your colleagues and commanders are as pure as you.
Suzannah Rowntree
Blanchefleur felt a quick rush of affection for her. When the world frowned, Branwen went on smiling. There was a heart of steel under all that froth and bubble.
Suzannah Rowntree
If there was a second alias under her smile, it was going to take a long time for me to dig it out – my best course of action at this point would be to play nice and accept her help. Then, when I had more proof, I’d slice layers off of her until the real woman appeared.
Aprille Legacy
Do you think there could be a universe next door?
Jaclyn Moriarty
Fear is the short road to death and this world, Changed by the flux of decay: Survival is the exception for weary men.From the new book The Waning
Ellen Mae Franklin
I intend to make you scream for me, Riley.
Keri Arthur
If there's one thing I've learned in my eighteen life-cycles, it's that the most special moments--the most magical pockets of out existence--are always going to be the parts of us that the rest of the world won't understand.
Jane Washington
When she stopped kissing him his hand went to her waist to pull her back. the sun beat down on us. The day quivered. The sky was as deep as the ocean. We breathed underwater.
Karen Foxlee
Fantasy stories will always be popular, as there are always readers who are willing to escape, freely, to the worlds that the authors create, and spend time with the characters we give life to.
Jason Ellis
We believed we were safe. That was the big fantasy.
John Marsden
If consciousness is currency, I've got me a goldmine!
Kim Falconer
The Dreaming is always; forever... it's always happening, and us mob, we're part of it, all the time, everywhere, and every-when too.
Kate Constable
I would be a wedge-tailed eagle. I would only live for the joy of flight. I would soar at great heights, on top of the wind. I would be above everything, over the little towns clinging to the highway. I would be a part of everything.
Karen Foxlee
To light a candle is to cast a shadow
Kate Forsyth
Never practice magic when you're drunk.
Assaph Mehr