Victor Webster

“Do you think now and then, now or then, in the whirl
Of the city, while London is new,
Of the hut in the Bush, and the freckled-faced girl
Who is eating her heart out for you?”
― Henry Lawson

“Beer makes you feel the way you ought to feel without beer.”
― Henry Lawson

“Ah! The world is a new and a wide one to you,
But the world to your sweetheart is shut,
For a change never comes to the lonely Bush girl
From the stockyard, the bush, and the hut;
And the only relief from the dullness she feels
Is when ridges grow softened and dim,
And away in the dusk to the sliprails she steals
To dream of past meetings with him.”
― Henry Lawson

“Quod volimus credimus libenter
we always believe what we want to believe”
― Robert Harris, Archangel