Love is a glimpse of hope. To love is to hope. When we abandon hope, we cease to exist.

A happy man has no past, while an unhappy man has nothing else.

One cannot distinguish between human and non-human acts. One cannot point, one cannot say this man here is a man and that man there is a devil.

A good book ... leaves you wanting to reread the book. A great book compels you to reread your own soul.

You have to attempt to find new forms that will force you to write freshly and better and hopefully more truthfully.

The journey is long, the road is dark and frightening, but together we can reach our destination: the Tasmania of which we all dream, where all are welcome and all prosper, made no longer of lies but truth, built not of rich men's hate but our love for our island and for each other.

In the end you're not made or broken by prizes. Your relationship is with your readers, not a prize, and you just have to keep on honoring that.