“Towards the end of the book ‘All This’ contains two telling lines: ‘I have learned to love silence‘ and ‘nothing is yet past’.”
‘Monday night, the Sydney game is on the wall and someone is losing and someone is winning; outside, the rain belts down …’
‘This is a beautiful, lyrical book: touching and haunting. It repays a slow read and rereading.” ~ John Looker, author of The Human Hive.
‘… it was like watching a man up to his neck in water walking against four strong tides; where every tide pulled every limb in a different direction …’