“This is not the place for me. I really think that I don’t belong here. But I don’t know where I want to go, and I don’t have legs that can carry me somewhere.”
“At first, Hide-Away was afraid that the Storm Boy would get lost. The shore stretched on and on for ninety miles, with every sandhill and bush and tussock like the last one, so that a boy who hadn’t learnt to read the beach carefully might wander up and down for hours without finding the spot that led back home.”