The world was quickly forgetting us. And there was little news to report. John Marsden More Quotes by John Marsden More Quotes From John Marsden I'm a person of the mountains and the open paddocks and the big empty sky, that's me, and I knew if I spent too long away from all that I'd die; I don't know what of, I just knew I'd die. John Marsden climbingskylong Life's about a hell of a lot more than being happy. It's about feeling the full range of stuff: happiness, sadness, anger, grief, love, hate. If you try to shut one of those off, you shut them all off. I don't want to be happy. I know I won't live happily ever after. I want more than that, something richer. I want to go right up close to the beauty and the ugliness. I want to see it all, know it all, understand it all. The richness and the powerty, the joy and the cruelty, the sweetness and the sadness. That's the best way I can honour my friends who died. John Marsden sadnesshategrief So, that was Nature's way. The mosquito felt pain and panic but the dragonfly knew nothing of cruelty. Humans would call it evil, the big dragonfly destroying the mosquito and ignoring the little insects suffering. Yet humans hated mosquitoes too, calling them vicious and bloodthirsty. All these words, words like 'evil' and 'vicious', they meant nothing to Nature. Yes, evil was a human invention. John Marsden painsufferingevil There are some things that once you've lost, you never get back. Innocence is one. Love is another. I guess childhood is a third. John Marsden innocencechildhoodlove-is Writing is not a job or activity. Nor do I sit at a desk writing for inspiration to strike. Writing is like a different kind of existence. In my life, for some of the time, I am in an alternative world, which I enter through day-dreaming or imagination. That world seems as real to me as the more tangible one of relationships and work, cars and taxes. I don't know that they're much different from each other. John Marsden realdreamjobs We kill all the caterpillars, then complain there are no butterflies. John Marsden caterpillarsbutterflycomplaining I live in the light, But carry my dark with me. John Marsden lightdark My survival was up to me. I had nothing and I had no one. What I did have, I told myself, was my mind, my imagination, my memory, my feelings, my spirit. These were important and powerful things. John Marsden powerfulimaginationmemories The only true test of friendship is the time your friend spends on you. John Marsden inspiring-lovetestsfriendship What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines we draw aren't the lines we wanted. John Marsden linespaperhands Some people wake up drowsy. Some people wake up energized. I wake up dead. John Marsden wake-upsleeppeople Nothing reaches inside you and grabs you by the guts the way fear does. John Marsden gutsdoeway It all began when... they're funny, those words. Everyone uses them, without thinking what they mean. When does anything begin? With everyone it begins when you're born. Or before that, when your parents got married. Or before that, when your parents were born. Or when your ancestors colonised the place. Or when humans came squishing out of the mud and slime, dropped off their flippers and fins, and started to walk. But all the same, all that aside, for what's happened to us there was quite a definite beginning John Marsden parentmeanthinking So I found myself telling my own stories. It was strange: as I did it I realised how much we get shaped by our stories. It's like the stories of our lives make us the people we are. If someone had no stories, they wouldn't be human, wouldn't exist. And if my stories had been different I wouldn't be the person I am. John Marsden differentstoriespeople At that age you think boys have as much personality as coat hangers and, you don't notice their looks. Then you grow up. John Marsden growing-upboysthinking I didn't confess how wrecked I was. Let them keep thinking I was Superwoman if they wanted. I knew the truth. John Marsden superwomanwantedthinking This is the most complicated relationship since Romeo and Juliet," she complained. "You're both hopeless. I mean, what is the big problem? You love him. He adores you. You get together and live happily ever after. Any questions? No, of course not. That'll be ten dollars, thank you. John Marsden dollarstogethermean Time spent in reconnaissance is seldom wasted. John Marsden time-spent The Bible just said ‘Thou shalt not kill’, then told hundreds of stories of people killing each other and becoming heroes, like David with Goliath. John Marsden herostoriespeople A few people would suffer, but a lot of people would be better off.' 'It's just not right,' said Kevin stubbornly. 'Maybe not. But neither's your way of looking at it. There doesn't have to be a right side and a wrong side. both sides can be right, or both sides can be wrong. John Marsden sufferingwould-bepeople
