David Malouf said this quote

The planet, saved for another day, stokes upits slow-burning gases and toxic dust, gold rift and scarletgash that take our breath away; a world at its interminableshow of holy dying. And we go with it, the oldgatherer and hunter. To its gaudy-day, though the contributionis small, adding our handsel of warm clay.

~ David Malouf

Fiction, with its preference for what is small and might elsewhere seem irrelevant; its facility for smuggling us into another skin and allowing us to live a new life there; its painstaking devotion to what without it might go unnoticed and unseen; its respect for contingency, and the unlikely and odd; its willingness to expose itself to moments of low, almost animal being and make them nobly illuminating, can deliver truths we might not otherwise stumble on.

~ David Malouf

Words are powerful. They too can be the agents of what is new, of what is conceivable and can be thought and let loose upon the world.

~ David Malouf

So these things happen, deep in our lives. We do not speak of them. We hide them even from ourselves, but they do not leave us.

~ David Malouf