Ned Kelly Quotes

Such is life.

Yet was a powerful word, Ned decided. Very powerful indeed.

I do not wish to give the order full force without giving timely warning but I am a widow's son outlawed and must be obeyed.

But as the years passed, Ned's silence grew and grew. It pressed upon his face and his body. It leaked into the house and spread outward into the yard. His silence had weight. It had substance and presence and teeth.

It had to come to this.

Such is life!

The wrong boy, the village said. The wrong boy, the world said. Year after year after year. And Ned believed it.

I’m so used to absolute freedom. I can shit anywhere. I can piss anywhere. I can take drugs. I can kill things. But in there I was nothing,” he says. “For the first time in my life I felt what Ned Kelly felt. The last month has been hell. I don’t think I was that mad. My own illness is news to me. They say that I’m borderline bipolar. That was odd – not to have the diagnosis but to swallow the diagnosis.

I did not know he had dropped his revolver... I shot him as he slewed around to surrender.

Fitzpatrick left and invented some scheme to say that I shot him, which any man could see was false. Would I have fired in a house full of women and children while I had a pair of arms with a bunch of five on the end of them? Fitzpatrick knew the weight of one of the pair only too well, as it ran against him once in Benalla and he is very subject to fainting.

We thin their ranks, we rob their banks And say no thanks for what we do— Oh

Indeed, there are some local lads who also swear by the Waler… and have them to thank for saving their necks on more than one occasion.

Gansey said, "Well, Ned Kelly" He delivered the nonsensical statement so matter-of-factly that Blue felt abruptly stupid, as if maybe the public school system really was lacking. Then Adam said, with a glance toward Blue, "Nobody knows who Ned Kelly is, either, Gansey.

Australian authorities were congratulating themselves on finally having run the famous bushranger Ned Kelly to earth. Kelly, whose homemade armor was

A word, after all, is a kind of magic. It locks the substance of a thing in sound or symbol, and affixes it to the ear, or paper, or stone. Words call the world into being. That’s power indeed. And Ned was not a powerful boy.

Father,” it said on the side facing up…“The sea!” the note said. “The sea!” It was not signed, and said nothing of where he was going or when he would be back or why he must leave. Still, Ned’s father knew all the same. The sea meant I love you. The sea meant I will one day return. The sea meant I must find the world and hold the world and live in the world. And I must love the world….As much as I love you.