She grew more and more silent about what really mattered. She curled inside herself like one of those black chimney brushes, the little shellfish you see on the beach, and you touch them, and then go inside and don’t come out.
From the first place of liquid darkness, within the second place of air and light, I set down the following record with its mixture of fact and truth… - Janet Frame
From the first place of liquid darkness, within the second place of air and light, I set down the following record with its mixture of fact and truth…
- Janet Frame
The sun is all love and murder, judgement, the perpetual raid of conscience, paratrooping light which opens like a snow-blossom in the downward drift… - Janet Frame
The sun is all love and murder, judgement, the perpetual raid of conscience, paratrooping light which opens like a snow-blossom in the downward drift…
Writing a novel is not merely going on a shopping expedition across the border to an unreal land: it is hours and years spent in the factories, the s… - Janet Frame
Writing a novel is not merely going on a shopping expedition across the border to an unreal land: it is hours and years spent in the factories, the s…
I like to see life with its teeth out. - Janet Frame
I like to see life with its teeth out.
Every morning I woke in dread, waiting for the day nurse to go on her rounds and announce from the list of names in her hand whether or not I was for… - Janet Frame
Every morning I woke in dread, waiting for the day nurse to go on her rounds and announce from the list of names in her hand whether or not I was for…
I am not really a writer. I am just someone who is haunted, and I will write the hauntings down. - Janet Frame
I am not really a writer. I am just someone who is haunted, and I will write the hauntings down.
For your own good is a persuasive argument that will eventually make a man agree to his own destruction. - Janet Frame
For your own good is a persuasive argument that will eventually make a man agree to his own destruction.
There is no past or future. Using tenses to divide time is like making chalk marks on water. - Janet Frame
There is no past or future. Using tenses to divide time is like making chalk marks on water.
Much of living is an attempt to preserve oneself by annexing and occupying others. - Janet Frame
Much of living is an attempt to preserve oneself by annexing and occupying others.
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