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It is a capital mistake to theorize before one has data.

Speaking of brave boys...

If you have no critics you'll likely have no success.

It takes a very brave boy to front the wash up of the Great Southern Ocean heading into Winter...

It would be foolhardy to count on the conscience of the world.

Fallen tree. Russell Falls, Mount Field National Park. April 2013. Wordless Wednesday. Flowing water. Russell Falls, Mount Field National Park. April 2013.

A true initiation never ends.

Not snorkelling weather. Clifton Beach. May 2013. Sunday Top Five ? That's right, here are Five Words That We Really Need To Start Using In English! Pelinti ( Buli ): You know when you're in a rush to eat a hot pie and you have to open your mouth and tilt your head to avoid burning yourself? Ghanaians have a word for that. Myötähäpeä ( Finnish ): the nicer relative of Schadenfreude . Think, "vicarious embarrassment.” Above us the waves. Clifton Beach. May 2013. Layogenic ( Tagalog ): You know how sometimes you can see something (or someone) from far away and it/ they look pretty good, but when you get a close look it's not quite the case? That's layogenic . Cavoli Riscaldati ( Italian ): a very bad move: trying to revive an unworkable relationship. It literally translates to "reheated cabbage." Litost ( Czech ): I'll defer to Milan Kundera on this one: “a state of torment created by the sudden sight of one’s own misery.” Th...

The main thing is to keep the main thing the main thing.

Henry is not too fussed with icebergs in the water. Sharks, that's another matter!

War: a massacre of people who don't know each other for the profit of people who know each other but don't massacre each other.

Good snorkelling. Bicheno Beach, Tasmania's East Coast. January 2013. Sunday Top Five ? Okay. See the picture above? How about Five Things That I Saw While Snorkelling Around In Bicheno (Despite The Very Cool Waters And The Distinct Lack Of A Wetsuit)! Macrocystis pyrifera Oligoplites saurus Latris forsteri Sepioteuthis australis Cheilodactylus spectabilis

Writing free verse is like playing tennis with the net down.

Wind on the water. Sullivans Cove, Hobart. July 2012. High Rise by J.G. Ballard: a dystopian vision of modern life (written in the 1970s), featuring a stark urban landscape and exploring the ways in which technology can warp the human psyche in all sorts of perverted and nasty ways. Think Hobbes' State of Nature in an apartment block. Ho hum. C- . The Island of Dr. Moreau by H.G. Wells: a dystopian vision of modern life (written in the 1890s). The tale of a shipwrecked fellow 'rescued' by a pair of exiled scientists endeavouring to create sentient beings from animals. Really though, the book is about God, pain and cruelty, moral responsibility, human identity and the consequences of human interference with nature. Terrifying stuff! A- . Cards on the Table by Agatha Christie: convoluted little mystery. The setup? Wealthy eccentric invites four sleuths and four (suspected) to a dinner party and game of bridge. To no-one's surprise the eccentric dandy cops a kn...

Every revolutionary ends up either by becoming an oppressor or a heretic.

Water. The Derwent Estuary, as seen from Battery Point. July 2012. I've decided to cancel today's Sunday Top Five and go to the beach instead. Probably a bit too cold to swim, but not to have a stroll.

Pay no attention to what the critics say; no statue has ever been put up to a critic.

I am not kidding when I say that Henry had about 3.5 kilograms of rocks and shells in his various pockets here. Hence the need to grasp strongly to avoid an indecent exposure charge...