I Think That Thing About The Destruction

I Think That Thing About The Destruction Of The World Is There All The Time, It's There Every Day When We Look Out The Window.

The Declared Meaning Of A Spoken Sentence Is Only Its Overcoat, And The Real Meaning Lies Underneath Its Scarves And Buttons.

Writers Are Always Envious, Mean-minded, Filled With Rage And Envyat Other's Good Fortune. There Is Nothing Like The Failure Of A Close Friend To Cheer Us Up.

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

If You Ever Read One Of My Books I Hope You'll Think It Looks So Easy. In Fact, I Wrote Those Chapters 20 Times Over, And Over, And Over, And That If You Want To Write At A Good Level, You'll Have To Do That Too.