What reality was ever made by realists?

The idea of the past is as useless as the idea of the future. Both could be invoked by anybody about anything. There is never any more beauty than there is now. There is no more joy or wonder or sorrow than there is now, nor perfection, nor any more evil nor any more good than there is now.

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

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.

It's a sin for a writer to go looking for camels to put into his or her pages. I only want details that are the story.

I think writing should be about change.

Writing is not lying, nor is it theft. It is a journey and search for transparency between one’s words and one’s soul.