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Silence is not just about secrecy, Your Majesty. It is grief and it is shame.

Melina Marchetta

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Melina Marchetta
Age: 59
Born: 1965
Born: March 25
Screenwriter
Writer
Sydney
NSW
Carmelina Marchetta
Secrecy
Majesty
Shame
Grief
Silence

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I’m frightened that one morning there will not be enough to keep me going.
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The idea that God works in mysterious ways is rubbish. There’s nothing mysterious about his ways. They’re premeditated and slightly conniving, and they place you in an impossible situation.
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Oh, you're one of those,' the princess said. 'One of what?' 'One of those who needs to be told their worth over and over by others. Do you know who tells me my worth, Phaedra of Alonso?' The princess pointed a hard finger at her own chest. 'Me. I determine my own worth. If I had to rely on others I'd have lain down and died waiting.
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I don't say anything and he casually leans against my desk, picking up the novel that's sitting there. It's bullshit, he tells me, flicking through it. There's no such thing as Atticus Finch. I shrug. It'd be nice if there was, though.
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See, I remember love. That's what people don't understand.
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This is war, he say quietly. Well thank God you're dressed for it, Griggs.
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I ran away one day. He was running in the same direction.
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And suddenly I know I have to go. But this time without being chased by the Brigadier, without experiencing the kindness of a postman from Yass, and without taking along a Cadet who will change the way I breath for the rest of my life.
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Just say up on the hill is the meaning of life and someone knew it and they wanted everyone else to enjoy it. So they put a red vinyl sofa up there.
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And I hear nothing because it's like the volume button has been turned down on our lives and nobody has anything to say anymore. I want to be an adjective again. But I am a noun.
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I don't want to let go, because tonight I'm not looking for anything more than being part of him. Because being part of him isn't just anything. It's kind of everything.
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She gently placed his hand against the beating pulse of her heart. Always, always it beat out of control, and he held his hand to it until he felt it perfectly match his.
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Living is the challenge. Not dying. Dying is so easy. Sometimes it only takes ten seconds to die. But living? That can take you eighty years and you do something in that time.
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