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A man must be both stupid and uncharitable who believes there is no virtue or truth but on his own side.

Heading to work #1. East Derwent Highway, Geilston Bay. July 2013. Theme Thursday ? INVENTIONS? I wish that someone never INVENTed zombies. Heading to work #2. East Derwent Highway, Geilston Bay. July 2013.

You cannot catch a child's spirit by running after it; you must stand still and for love it will soon itself return.

Homage to the Gay Mardi Gras. The living room, Geilston Bay. March 2013. Dude , I'm either swimming with fish or down a cave somewhere...

There is no such thing as public opinion. There is only published opinion.

The things that you see when sitting on the toilet. The toilet, Mayfair Plaza, Sandy Bay. October 2011. I always seem to be finishing books on the Friday and consequently posting the review the following week, so forgive me if I’m a little vague on Herta Müller’s The Appointment . I shall confess that I was not familiar with Müller’s work until she was awarded the awarded the 2009 Nobel Prize in Literature. Müller is a Romanian-born German novelist and poet most noted for her exploration of the effects of violence, cruelty and terror; usually in the setting of Communist Romania under Nicolae Ceauşescu. It is this stifling atmosphere of repression that pervades throughout The Apartment . The unnamed narrator – a young, female factory worker – has been summoned for questioning by the secret police for a relatively benign crime. From this point, her life has become subject to the whims of Major Albu, who summons her for random interrogation sessions with seemingly little purpose other tha...