John Marsden Quotes

On this page you can find the TOP of John Marsden's best quotes! We hope you will find some sayings from Writer John Marsden's in our collection, which will inspire you to new achievements! There are currently 57 quotes on this page collected since September 27, 1950! Share our collection of quotes with your friends on social media so that they can find something to inspire them!
All quotes by John Marsden: Evil Feelings Memories Suffering more...
  • Some people wake up drowsy. Some people wake up energized. I wake up dead.

    People  
  • A few people would suffer, but a lot of people would be better off.' 'It's just not right,' said Kevin stubbornly. 'Maybe not. But neither's your way of looking at it. There doesn't have to be a right side and a wrong side. both sides can be right, or both sides can be wrong.

    People  
    John Marsden (1996). “Tomorrow, When the War Began”, Laurel Leaf
  • Let no stranger intrude here, no invader trespass. This was ours, and this we would defend.

    John Marsden (1997). “The Dead of Night”, p.72, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
  • I feel like I'm dropping such a long way down again." "I seem to be dropping into a cold dark wet place, where no one's been before and noone can every follow. There's no future there; just a past that sometimes fools you into thinking it's the future. It's the most alone place you can ever be and, when you go there, you not only cease to exist in real life, you also cease to exist in their consciousness and in their memories.

  • I didn't confess how wrecked I was. Let them keep thinking I was Superwoman if they wanted. I knew the truth.

    John Marsden (1998). “A Killing Frost”, p.65, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
  • Pale as ice you passed me by; I wondered what you really felt, And waited through the changing times, To see if you would one day melt. I thought that ice would melt with warmth, But there were thing I did not know: The sun can touch the outer layers But does not reach the deepest snow. Winter sometimes seems like years, Summer's sometimes far away, But winter always turns to summer, As surely as does night to day.

  • If you added up all the really significant episodes in your life they'd probably come to less than sixty minutes.

    John Marsden (2000). “Marsden on Marsden”, p.26, Pan Australia
  • When you're scared you can either give in to the panic and let your mind fall apart, or you can take charge of your mind and think brave.

    John Marsden (1997). “The Dead of Night”, p.231, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
  • The world was quickly forgetting us. And there was little news to report.

    John Marsden (1997). “The Dead of Night”, p.87, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
  • There's no room for anything else. You forget that you're tired or cold or hungry. You forget that banged-up knee and your aching tooth. You forget the past, and you forget that there's such a thing as a future.

    John Marsden (1998). “A Killing Frost”, p.12, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
  • Sometimes I think I'd rather be frightened than bored. At least when you're frightened you know you're alive.

    John Marsden (1998). “A Killing Frost”, p.12, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
  • It seems like suffering's the only time we can see what's essential. If peace ever comes back I'm making a vow: I'll design myself special glasses. They'll block out whether people are fat or thin or beautiful or weird-looking, whether they have pimples or birthmarks or different coloured skin. They'll do everything suffering's done for us, but without the pain. I'm going to wear those glasses for the rest of my life.

    John Marsden (2013). “The Night is for Hunting”, p.150, Hachette UK
  • My survival was up to me. I had nothing and I had no one. What I did have, I told myself, was my mind, my imagination, my memory, my feelings, my spirit. These were important and powerful things.

  • Life's harder, the deeper you feel things.

  • Name three types of olives." "Olives! I wouldn't know one type!" "Well, there are three. You can get green ones, you can get black ones, or you can get stuffed.

    John Marsden (1995). “Tomorrow, When the War Began”, p.127, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
  • People just sticking names on places, so that no one could see those places properly any more. Every time they looked at them or thought about them the the first thing they saw was a huge big sign saying 'Housing Commission' or 'private school' or 'church' or 'mosque' or 'synagogue'. They stopped looking once they saw those signs.

    People  
  • We'd thought that we were among the first humans to invade this basin, but humans had invaded everything, everywhere. They didn't have to walk into a place to invade it.

    John Marsden (1995). “Tomorrow, When the War Began”, p.42, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
  • Writing is not a job or activity. Nor do I sit at a desk writing for inspiration to strike. Writing is like a different kind of existence. In my life, for some of the time, I am in an alternative world, which I enter through day-dreaming or imagination. That world seems as real to me as the more tangible one of relationships and work, cars and taxes. I don't know that they're much different from each other.

  • I wonder if they realize how much I notice about them They probably haven't a clue because I never look at them or show the slightest interest. But I'm very aware of everything. I remember seeing an old film once where a father says to his son: "Son when your mouth's open you're not learning anything." If that's true then I'm well on the way to becoming the world's wisest woman.

  • Well, I’ve learnt this much: it doesn’t matter what it costs, it’s worth paying the price. You can’t live cheap and you can’t live for nothing. Pay the price and be proud you’ve paid it, that’s what I reckon.

    John Marsden (1996). “Darkness, Be My Friend”
  • We’ve got to stick together, that’s all I know. We all drive each other crazy at times, but I don’t want to end up here alone, like the Hermit. Then this really would be Hell. Humans do such terrible things to each other that sometimes my brain tells me they must be evil. But my heart still isn’t convinced. I just hope we can survive.

    John Marsden (1995). “Tomorrow, When the War Began”, p.287, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
  • Too much thinking, not enough feeling.

    John Marsden (1997). “The Dead of Night”, p.92, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
  • So, that was Nature's way. The mosquito felt pain and panic but the dragonfly knew nothing of cruelty. Humans would call it evil, the big dragonfly destroying the mosquito and ignoring the little insects suffering. Yet humans hated mosquitoes too, calling them vicious and bloodthirsty. All these words, words like 'evil' and 'vicious', they meant nothing to Nature. Yes, evil was a human invention.

    John Marsden (2011). “The Tomorrow Series: Tomorrow When the War Began”, p.153, Hachette UK
  • ...."we saw this big dark red leech hanging off his back. We were dancing round yelling: ‘We’ll burn it off! Get the petrol! Stay still Mr Kassar, you can trust us!’ He wimped out though, and made us use salt. Very boring.

    John Marsden (2000). “Burning for Revenge”, p.148, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
  • They say teenagers can sleep all day. I often used to look at dogs and be amazed by the way they seemed to sleep for twenty hours a day. But I envied them too. It was the kind of lifestyle I could relate to.We didn't sleep for twenty hours, but we gave it our best shot.

    John Marsden (1995). “Tomorrow, When the War Began”, p.161, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
  • Sometimes I got worried that my memory was falling apart.

    John Marsden (1998). “A Killing Frost”, p.62, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
  • The dreams now were simply of staying alive.

    John Marsden (1998). “A Killing Frost”, p.15, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
  • We had enough years in front of us to be serious and grown-up and respectable. Why rush it? But on the other hand we always complained when teachers and other adults treated us as kids. In fact there was nothing that annoyed me more. So it was a frustrating situation. What we needed was a two-sided badge that said 'Mature' on one side and 'Childish' on the other. Then at any moment we could turn it to whatever side we felt like being and the adults could treat us accordingly.

    John Marsden (1999). “Darkness Be My Friend”, p.69, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
  • At that age you think boys have as much personality as coat hangers and, you don't notice their looks. Then you grow up.

    John Marsden (1995). “Tomorrow, When the War Began”, p.6, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
  • There are some things that once you've lost, you never get back. Innocence is one. Love is another. I guess childhood is a third.

    John Marsden (1998). “Checkers”, p.30, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
Page 1 of 2
  • 1
  • 2
  • We hope you have found the saying you were looking for in our collection! At the moment, we have collected 57 quotes from the Writer John Marsden, starting from September 27, 1950! We periodically replenish our collection so that visitors of our website can always find inspirational quotes by authors from all over the world! Come back to us again!
    John Marsden quotes about: Evil Feelings Memories Suffering