duty, the most indecent of all obsessions, was only another name for love.

In The Touch, the love scenes are the same as they were in The Thorn Birds or anything else Ive ever written. I find a way of saying that either it was heaven or hell but in a way that still leaves room for the reader to use their own imagination.

If you love people, they kill you. If you need people, they kill you. They do I tell you!

How frightening, that one person could mean so much, so many things.

It's a dead give away of an inexperienced writer if every character speaks with the same voice

...she looked like the sort of woman most men would want to get to know because they weren't sure what went on inside.

We're working-class people, which means we don't get rich or have maids. Be content with what you are and what you have.