Quotes by Glenda Millard

About Glenda Millard:

Glenda Millard is an Australian writer of children's literature and young-adult fiction.
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..so Grandpa turned the rusty latchkey of his magnificent remembery and set free a symphony of stories

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She reminded me of the sea; the way she came dancing towards you, wild and beautiful, and just when she was almost close enough to touch she'd rush away again.

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The girl danced like light on water. After I'd watched for a while I looked with all of me, not just my eyes, and then I saw the meaning of the dance. I wanted to stop looking because it was so sad, but I couldn't because it was so beautiful.

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... I'll tell her about Tia. I'll tell her how beautiful she was and how brave. And I'll tell her the most important thing of all: that her mother loved her better than her life.

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He was like a shattered stained-glass window: something beautiful that's broken; a million colours fallen on the ground where no light can get through.

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Maybe if the empty space inside her was filled with love there'd be no room for sad and dark things.

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I didn't know what to say when someone's given you a small free kiss in the dark ...

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We walked back the way we came, and even though it was dark there were no lights burning inside the houses. They were like people without hearts; raspberry tarts without the jam.

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... we sat back and let the moon shine itself all over her, and we saw that Tia was full of light. Billy said that when we die the darkness leaves us. 'We're pure and perfect then,' he said, 'the way we are when we're born.

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You might think what I tell you next is all a dream, or that I've imagined it. I can't help it if that's what you think, but I swear it's true. Sometimes the truest things are the hardest to believe.

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I couldn't tell what colour her eyes were. They were wet and dark and shining, like pools of deep, still water. For a second I thought I could see pictures in them, like I was looking right inside her to where her memories were. She smiled, and I won...

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Sometimes I can see colour without opening my eyes. I saw that Billy's heart was no colour and every colour. Like water or diamonds or crystals, it's pure and reflects the light.

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... and all we knew about her that we didn't know the night before was that she had eyes like pansies and skin like the moon.

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You don't tell anyone things like that about your friends, even when you're mad at them.

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I know that sentence is long and has too many joining words in it but sometimes, when I'm angry, words burst out of me like a shout, or, if I'm sad, they spill out of me like tears, and if I'm happy my words are like a song. If that happens it's one ...

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Through the night we drove in a tangle of waking and sleeping, nightmares from hell and holy white dreams.

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Then I kissed Max because I loved him, and everyone I had ever loved before had gone away and I had never kissed them goodbye.

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Sometimes it's better to live without a mother than not to live at all.

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I saw pearls in her mouth and the velvet cushion of her tongue and I heard the magic words come out of her.

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I couldn't remember anyone hugging me like that before.

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Author Bio

  • NameGlenda Millard
  • DescriptionAustralian writer
  • Born1939
  • CountryAustralia
  • ProfessionWriter