And always Melbourne, Melbourne, Melbourne, over and over the same photo in glaring greens and reds, of a tram, huffy, blunderous, manoeuvring itself with pole akimbo round the tight corner where Bourke Street enters Spring.
Writers seem to me to be people who need to retire from social life and do a lot of thinking about what's happened - almost to calm themselves. - Helen Garner
Writers seem to me to be people who need to retire from social life and do a lot of thinking about what's happened - almost to calm themselves.
- Helen Garner
And always Melbourne, Melbourne, Melbourne, over and over the same photo in glaring greens and reds, of a tram, huffy, blunderous, manoeuvring itself… - Helen Garner
And always Melbourne, Melbourne, Melbourne, over and over the same photo in glaring greens and reds, of a tram, huffy, blunderous, manoeuvring itself…
I'm full of restlessness. Not lonely, exactly - my head is racing with ideas. But it is that old treacherous feeling that real life is happening some… - Helen Garner
I'm full of restlessness. Not lonely, exactly - my head is racing with ideas. But it is that old treacherous feeling that real life is happening some…
That's one of the things I hope that the book can do, is to restore some dignity to Joe Cinque. - Helen Garner
That's one of the things I hope that the book can do, is to restore some dignity to Joe Cinque.
Tentatively I stood a great lump of wood on the chopping block and bought the axe down on it. It flew into two perfect halves. Such was my elation th… - Helen Garner
Tentatively I stood a great lump of wood on the chopping block and bought the axe down on it. It flew into two perfect halves. Such was my elation th…
On Melbourne summer mornings the green trams go rolling in stately progress down tunnels thick with leaves: the bright air carries along the avenue t… - Helen Garner
On Melbourne summer mornings the green trams go rolling in stately progress down tunnels thick with leaves: the bright air carries along the avenue t…
The rain began again. It fell heavily, easily, with no meaning or intention but the fulfilment of its own nature, which was to fall and fall. - Helen Garner
The rain began again. It fell heavily, easily, with no meaning or intention but the fulfilment of its own nature, which was to fall and fall.
I think some people wished I'd kept myself out of the book. But I kind of insist on it because I want the reader to share my engagement with the mate… - Helen Garner
I think some people wished I'd kept myself out of the book. But I kind of insist on it because I want the reader to share my engagement with the mate…
But there are some wounds that can never be healed. - Helen Garner
But there are some wounds that can never be healed.
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