Then I Fell In Love And Everything

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

Glass Is A Thing In Disguise, An Actor, Is Not Solid At All, But A Liquid?an Old Sheet Of Glass Will Not Only Take On A Royal And Purplish Tinge But Will Reveal Its True Liquid Nature By Having Grown Fatter At The Bottom And Thinner At Thetop, And? It Isinvisible, Solid, In Short A Joyous And Paradoxical Thing, Asgood A Material As Any Tobuild A Life From.

At The Very End Of A Book I Can Manage To Work For Longer Stretches, But Mostly, Making Stuff Up For Three Hours, That's Enough. I Can't Do Any More. At The End Of The Day I Might Tinker With My Morning's Work And Maybe Write Some Again. But I Think Three Hours Is Fine.

I'm Interested In Where We Are, Where We're Going, Where We've Come From.

My Greatest Pleasure Is To Invent. My Continual Mad Ambition Is To Make Something True And Beautiful That Never Existed In The World Before.