01c. 1965 ADCity people. They may know how to street fight but they don't know how to wade through manure.Melina Marchetta / quote ↗
02c. 1965 ADUp in the distance the whistle of the wind sang to her from the mountain. From Lucian’s mountain. It beckoned and taunted and she wanted to run towards it. To be enveloped in its coat of fleece and to hear its safe sounds.Melina Marchetta / quote ↗
03c. 1965 ADYou blame me for this, don't you?" he says."I don't need to. You're doing a better job.Melina Marchetta / quote ↗