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Fear and bitterness modified themselves into pity and toleration; and then in a year or two, pity and toleration went, and the greatest release of all came, which is the freedom to think of things in themselves… indeed my aunt’s legacy unveiled the sky to me, and substituted for the large and imposing figure of a gentleman, which Milton recommended for my perpetual adoration, a view of the open sky

The curious process via which a person can go from believing they matter to questioning if they exist

2 And then some people - usually it’s only one other person, actually - some people are us, but not. Like a trick mirror warping one’s reflection, turning one into two.”

My god

1 All things pivot, all things return, just never in ways we expect. Some people we think of as satellites - we see them as bit parts in our lives, revolving around us, enriching our story but never quite penetrating our interiority. Some people - this is rarer - some people are our fellow travellers: they’re following a path like our own, we see them at rest stops, we share sausages rolls, we compare our routes

“And the woman with the black overalls, Kelly, I like her. She’s a dairy farmer. She told me how cool it is that she doesn’t have to get up before dawn anymore because all their cows are milked by robots - I don’t think she was pulling my leg.”

“If you were the child of a feminist, atheist academic, what is the greatest rebellion that you can have? Move to ‘the sticks’, marry a Baptist and stay home with your kids?”

“This is a man who in 2013 attempted to appeal to the women voters by arguing ‘what the housewives of Australia need to understand as they do the ironing is that if they get it done commercially it’s going to go up in price and their own power bills when they switch the iron on are going to go up’. Hey, here’s a solution to that - get fucked!”

Many years had to pass before I’d realise that life isn’t about wishes coming true but about the slow revelation of what we really wished

Pick a single creature on this earth and its story will be earth’s story

The description of the dog in the painting, the mother watching the satellite, the leaf and not the wind, a wife’s “petty small talk”. This book is full of pearls and is so intelligently written but also also very beautiful. I am so impressed

The hot prickly skin feeling of unfairness

Dolly is the fkn goat bro

Architects dream

Descriptive asf

For some, the years spent with another person - the fights, the lovers, the separations - are all knowledge of that person, all shades of intimacy and history. For others, the anger over one cruelty never evaporates, forms a stone round which their body seals shut.

mol borsch said to read this one and i'm obsessed w the writing already, gonna b a quick turn around

“It’s how things are done here. Australians are never satisfied with what they’ve got. They - we - always want more. We aim for the highest, we strive. It’s called aspiration.”
“It used to be called greed.”

Jonny would boast that the red bandanna idea was his… It was to be the equivalent of a white flag for non-combatants, a no-fire zone on the battlefield, a talisman to deflect slings and arrows like the mythical henaraja thailaya. Everyone seemed to overlook that it was a red flag and that most of those swinging guns in the war zone were bulls.

People either didnt know how they felt about something or they chose never to say how they really felt about something

“When we have power over our destiny our children will flourish. They will walk in two worlds and their culture will be a gift to their country.”

During her years as a schoolteacher she had studied and taught the world, but now she was discovering it was nothing like the descriptions in books or photographs. It was much more complex and colourful, much less frightening.

I’m a Diana Reid fan!!

He was a raw, soft homunculus of love inside the machine of fear and pretence. So careful, so guarded was he against judgement that he hadn’t noticed the world loved him.

nobody can live with intense emotions for very long, it’s too exhausting, and everything that can be described can also be made harmless

‘Faces change with life’s toll, but eyes remain a window to what was’

page 94 "and it was not until many years later that I realised he wanted me to hear every word he said" like the drop when you know the rest of the book going to be boss.

getting little snippets of how to lead a good life