I Have Never Begun A Novel Which

I Think It's Really Boring, From The Point Of View Of The Novelist, To Write About Yourself. Tedious. But That's Very Hard To Explain To People Who Really Don't Believe In The Possibility Of Invention.

Our Prime Minister Could Embrace And Forgive The People Who Killed Our Beloved Sons And Fathers, And So He Should, But He Could Not, Would Not, Apologise To The Aboriginal People For 200 Years Of Murder And Abuse. The Battle Against The Turks, He Said In Gallipoli, Was Our History, Our Tradition. The War Against The Aboriginals, He Had Already Said At Home, Had Happened Long Ago. The Battle Had Made Us; The War That Won The Continent Was Best Forgotten

You Could Not Tell A Story Like This. A Story Like This You Could Only Feel.

I Thought I Would Be An Organic Chemist. I Went Off To University, And When I Couldn't Understand The Chemistry Lectures I Decided That I Would Be A Zoologist, Because Zoologists Seemed Like Life-loving People.

(from The Story The Last Days Of A Famous Mime) He Said Nothing. He Was Mildly Annoyed At Her Presumption: That He Had Not Thought This Many, Many Times Before. With Perfect Misunderstanding She Interpreted His Passivity As Disdain. Wishing To Hurt Him, She Slapped His Face. Wishing To Hurt Her, He Smiled Brilliantly.