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Keri Hulme (born 9 March 1947) is a New Zealand novelist, poet, and short-story writer. Her novel, The Bone People, won the Man Booker Prize in 1985. She was the first New Zealander to win this award. Hulme's writing explores themes of isolation, postcolonial and multicultural identity, and Maori, Celtic, and Norse mythology. She has also written under the pen name Kai Tainui.

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You want to know about anybody? See what books they read, and how they've been read.

Book, Know, Knows, Read, See, Want

But hands are sacred things. Touch is personal, fingers of love, feelers of blind eyes, tongues of those who cannot talk.

Eye, Eyes, Hands, Sacred Things, Things, Tongues

I have watched the river and the sea for a lifetime. I have seen rivers rob soil from the roots of trees until the giants came foundering down. I have watched shores slip and perish, the channels silt and change; what was beach become a swamp and a headland tumble into the sea. An island has eroded in silent pain since my boyhood, and reefs have become islands. Yet the old people used to say, People pass away, but not the land. It remains forever. Maybe that is so. The land changes. The land continues. The sea changes. The sea remains.

Beach, Foundering, Land, Pain, River, Tumble

The company you keep at death is, of all things, most dependent on chance.

All Things, Chance, Company, Company You Keep, Dependent, Things

A family can be the bane of one's existence. A family can also be most of the meaning of one's existence. I don't know whether my family is bane or meaning, but they have surely gone away and left a large hole in my heart.

Away, Dysfunctional Family, Family, Gone Away, Heart, Left

I am exceedingly angry for no good reason.

Angry, Exceedingly, Good, Reason

Through poverty, godhunger, the family debacle, I kept a sense of worth. I could limn and paint like no-one else in this human-wounded land: I was worth the while of living. Now my skill is dead. I should be.

Artist, Family, Land, Living, Poverty, Skills

I am not a person to say the words out loud I think them strongly, or let them hunger from the page: know it from there, from my silence, from somewhere other than my tongue the quiet love the silent rage.

Let, Pages, Silence, Strongly, Thinking, Tongue

I have faced Death. I have been caught in the wild weed tangles of Her hair, seen the gleam of her jade eyes. I will go when it is time - no choice! - but now I want life.

Death, Eye, Faced, Gleam, Hair, Weed

Why? is the boy's motto, why does, why is, why not? Food, weather, time, fires, sea and season, clothes and cars and people; it's all grist to the mill of why.

Boys, Fire, Fires, Food, Grist, Sea

I am in limbo, and in limbo there are no races, no prizes, no changes, no chances. There are merely degrees of endurance, and endurance never was my strong point.

Endurance, Limbo, Point, Race, Strong

I am not dead yet! I can still call forth a piece of soul and set it down in color, fixed forever.

Color, Forever, Piece, Soul

The smarter you are, the more you know, the less reason you have to trust or love or confide.

Inspirational, Know, Life, Reason, Trust

There is a time, when passing through a light, that you walk in your own shadow.

Light, Passing, Quiet, Shadow, Time

It's the possibility that when you're dead you might still go on hurting that bothers me.

Dead, Goes On, Hurt, Hurting, Might, Possibility

Wars of small kingdoms and forgotten lands, what do chessmen dream of in the dark?

Chessmen, Dark, Dream, War