Quotes About Tale

Never trust the artist. Trust the tale.

One story deserves another

She told him that every ring in the window for sale was a tale of woe, a ductile band of happiness that had been shaped easily into sorrow

Not that it matters, but most of what follows is true.

Forgive me, Sister, I said silently, you who are the unsung heroine of this tale, the one who has the tougher role: to wait and to worry.

The hero of my tale," Tolstoy wrote when he was just twenty-seven, "whom I love with all the power of my soul, whom I have tried to portray in all its beauty, who has been, is, and always will be beautiful— is Truth.

Even the ancient mariner, with his wonderful tale, succeeded in stopping only one of three! No book is for everybody.

The truth doesn't always make a good story, does it?

For an occurrence to become an adventure, it is necessary and sufficient for one to recount it.

Everything that I have told you is, of course, a fairy tale. Life is magical, after all. Nothing is safe and everything changes.

If I could read your mind, what a tale your thoughts could tell. Just like a paperback novel, the kind that drugstores sell.

Baldacci has crafted another terrific tale with two great protagonists. Just when the story line seems to veer into familiar areas, Baldacci steers it into another shocking direction. This is the best book yet in the series."—Associated

Whilom, as tells the tale, was a walled cheaping-town hight Utterhay, which was builded in a bight of the land a little off the great highway which went from over the mountains to the sea. The said town was hard on the borders of a wood, which men held to be mighty great, or maybe measureless; though few indeed had entered it, and they that had, brought back tales wild and confused thereof.

A sad tale's best for winter: I have one of sprites and goblins.

Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more. It is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing.

the redress of the grievances of the vanquished should precede the disarmament of the victors." As will be seen, the reverse process was, to a large extent, followed by Britain, the United States, and France. And thereby hangs this tale.

My gratitude to him is as boundless as the Pacific Ocean and I hope that my telling of his tale does not disappoint him.

What I know is that an inchoate desire for a future other than the one that seems to be forming our days brings me to a seat around any tale to lean forward, to hear, to respond, to await response from any other.

It isn't the story, because it has ended too soon, of how Granny returned the huntsman to the village in her wheelbarrow, and went back to her happy life in the forest as a semi-retired smuggler, with Diamond for company. Nor is it the ridiculous mixed-up tale told by the huntsman of a wolf in bed, and Granny eaten, and Red Riding Hood saved by his own brave self, rushing in with an axe.

Cardan ought to have been the boy with the heart of stone in Aslog's story, but somehow he had let his heart turn to glass.

Widzisz, ?adna cz??? tej ba?ni nie by?a k?amstwem, cho? historia by?a zupe?nie nieprawdziwa.

There are few joys to compare with the telling of a well-told tale.

We took up the hoops, and began to drop them into the sockets placed for them. You would not imagine this to be dangerous work; but, looking back now, the wonder to me is that any of us are alive to tell the tale.