Sonya Hartnett
Sonya Hartnett
Sonya Louise Hartnett is an Australian author of fiction for adults, young adults, and children. She has been called "the finest Australian writer of her generation". For her career contribution to "children's and young adult literature in the broadest sense" Hartnett won the Astrid Lindgren Memorial Award from the Swedish Arts Council in 2008, the biggest prize in children's literature...
NationalityAustralian
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth23 March 1968
CountryAustralia
eye towns small-town
A small town has as many eyes as a fly
letting-go fear moving
My life was pouring out my feet and seeping through cracks in the floor; yet still I knelt and did not move, for fear she'd let go my hands. Let me stay, I wanted to beg: Please don't make me go.
lonely fall rain
You're not supposed to have iron bars around you - no one is supposed to have that. You're supposed to fall down hills and get lonely, and find your own food and get wet when it rains. That's what happens when you're alive.
eye sonya let-me
Let me fly, let me see things that are hidden from other eyes.
pages prisoner
Words on the page are never prisoners of the page
rain night love-is
Love is like moonlight or thunder, or rain on a tin roof in the middle of the night; it is one of those things in life that is truly worth knowing.
children believe heart
More than this, I believe that the only lastingly important form of writing is writing for children. It is writing that is carried in the reader's heart for a lifetime; it is writing that speaks to the future.
wall doors desire
She doesn't understand that doors, walls, fences, ceilings - they're helpless to keep out what determinedly desires to get in.
beautiful butterfly cat
She had witnessed the world's most beautiful things, and allowed herself to grow old and unlovely. She had felt the heat of a leviathan's roar, and the warmth within a cat's paw. She had conversed with the wind and had wiped soldier's tears. She had made people see, she'd seen herself in the sea. Butterflies had landed on her wrists, she had planted trees. She had loved, and let love go. So she smiled.