Quotes About Stories

Stories may well be lies, but they are good lies that say true things, and which can sometimes pay the rent.

still remembered stories my parents told of the hurricane that had destroyed the bridge between Yardley and West Trenton.

suppression of stories about 2,500 assaults on New Year's Eve 2015.

Her mind was like a bookcase whose shelves had been pulled away, leaving the books pell-mell. All the stories of her life were in there, only confounded one into the other.

silently gazing beneath the stars. And in that fall of light from heaven to earth perhaps all our stories were told, all actions of the living and dead explained, and all time past present and future there revealed.

There is no Heaven. How can there be? Think about it. For starters, if all the good people there have ever been are already there, how big would it have to be? Second, what a social nightmare. It'd be like all the good characters in all the books in the ultimate library of the world left their books, stepped out of their stories and were told just mingle.

Le storie, quelle importanti, quelle che cambiano i destini, sono fiumi impetuosi, difficili da imbrigliare. Tu gli metti un ostacolo e loro deviano, trovano un'altra via per fluire.

Berg paid his way with stories.

As a girl, she had come to believe in the ideal man -- the prince or knight of her childhood stories. In the real world, however, men like that simply didn't exist.

Perhaps it is our fear, that in the silence between stories, in the moment of falling, the fear that we will never find the one story which will save us, and so we lunge for another, and we feel safe again, if only for as long as we are telling it.

Perhaps everyone has a story that could break your heart...

A face of many stories, some finished, some beginning.

She would shout at the girl and rant, confusing her, confusing the tales, for now Elen herself was in them.

She will never say what the girl's true name is, or who the other was, and the stories are never the same. And always the cave is hidden.

She liked hearing James's stories. She liked his accent, hot and spicy as mulled win. Even his Latin; such a different Latin from Fursey's.

The lives and deaths of characters in stories and poems, however tragic, help us to learn about the world and - if we are brave enough - to change it.

All stories should have some honesty and truth in them, otherwise you're just playing about.

I always loved English because whatever human beings are, we are storytellers. It is our stories that give a light to the future. When I went to college I became a history major because history is such a wonderful story of who we think we are. English is much more a story of who we really are.

He was starting to think that consciousness wasn't some lighthouse of self-knowing but merely a little cave where you made up stories about yourself, whatever it took to hide the shit and the slime, the utter mollusk you were in your deepest nature. He wondered what was down there, under the shit, what kind of bedrock he might strike. Take

My mother wanted us to understand that the tragedies of your life one day have the potential to be comic stories the next.

All we are, all we can be, are the stories we tell," he says, and he is talking as if he is talking only to me. "Long after we are gone, our words will be all that is left, and who is to say what really happened or even what reality is? Our stories, our fiction, our words will be as close to truth as can be. And no one can take that away from you.

All we are, all we can be, are the stories we tell. Long after we are gone, our words will be all that is left, and who is to say what really happened or even what reality is? Our stories, our fiction, our words will be as close to truth as can be. And no one can take that away from you.

At the time I did not know that stories of life are often more like rivers than books.

Literature's world is a concrete human world of immediate experience. The poet uses images and objects and sensations much more than he uses abstract ideas; the novelist is concerned with telling stories, not with working out arguments.