Quotes by : David Malouf

He had entered the rough world of men, where a man's acts follow him wherever he goes in the form of....

And if other old men must be willing, at the end, to push up off their deathbed and adventure out into....

So these things happen, deep in our lives. We do not speak of them. We hide them even from ourselves,....

What drew him back was something altogether more personal, to a history where, in the pain and longing....

But here we call it Spring, when a young man’s fancy turns,fitfully, lightly, to idling in the sun,to....

There is more to darkness than nightfall.

What else should our lives be but a continual series of beginnings, of painful settings out into the....

Fiction, with its preference for what is small and might elsewhere seem irrelevant; its facility for....

Words his soul danced to.

So long as we are driven by the need to make up for our needs; by the restless sense that we are not....