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The string slices into the skin of his fingers and no matter how tough the calluses, it tears. But this beat is fast and even though his joints are aching, his arm's out of control like it has a mind of its own and the sweat tat drenches his hair and face seems to smother him, but nothing's going to stop Tom. Hes aiming for oblivion.

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Melina Marchetta
Age: 59
Born: 1965
Born: March 25
Screenwriter
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Sydney
NSW
Carmelina Marchetta
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Teresa, Teresa. Have we taught you nothing? Raffy says in an irritated voice. It's war. You go in and you hunt him down until he realises that he's made a mistake.
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Because without our language, we have lost ourselves. Who are we without our words?
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No. But it's like the argument `don't donate to third-world countries because the money mightn't get to them.' People only say that because it makes them feel better about the fact that they do nothing.
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This is what I know. I look like my father. My father disappeared when he was seventeen years old. Hannah once told me that there is something unnatural about being older than your father ever got to be. When you can say that at the age of seventeen, it's a different kind of devastating.
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I don't care what my friends think. You care what they'l do when they remember that you're the one with personality.
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If we forget who we lost, then we forget who we once were, and if we forget who we once were, we lose sight of who we are now.
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We're so different. You're an intellectual. I'm an idiot. Don't say that, I yelled. You're not an idiot, you stupid idiot.
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I'm scared to die, I whispered as Michael walked in. He was scared to live, he said kissing my forehead.
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You're judging her by her literacy, Tara says. You're a literacist. You've made that up.
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It's like geographical humor. You just don't get it unless you were there.
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I heard your song the moment we were born. And years later, it dragged me back from the lake of the half-dead when all I wanted to do was die. Each time someone tried to kill me, it sang its tune and gave me hope.
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You list the dead. You tell the stories of the past. You write about the catastrophes and the massacres. What about the living, Finnikin? Who honors them?
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It is what a man does for strangers that counts more than what he does for his family.
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God knows what possessed me, but having that science book in my hand propelled me to immediate action. So I hit her with it.
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All I need to understand is the unwritten law of warriors, he said firmly. And women and children are never sent to do our work without our protection. He pointed to the trees, emphatically. That's the language I share with them.
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She misses him more now than when he was away
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It's funny how you can forget everything except people loving you. Maybe that's why humans find it so hard getting over love affairs. It's not the pain they're getting over, it's the love.
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Who do you hang out with? Natalia asks, looking over my shoulder. She's always done that. Wherever you are, whoever you are, she'll always look over your shoulder to see if there's someone more exciting to speak to. It used to make me feel paranoid.
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I’m frightened that one morning there will not be enough to keep me going.
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I look at him. It's odious, he says. Detention? I ask, confused. Huh? We have no idea what the other is talking about. What's odious? I ask. O.D.S, he says, pointing to his discman and obviously referring to some dropkick band. Like I really care.
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