Quotes About Story

Story has a mind of its own and tells things sometimes it might have preferred us not to know. Stories operate like dreams; both veil what is to be uncovered, neither is capable of the coverup.

I once wrote a suicide story: A woman watches a truck bearing down toward the place on the sidewalk where she stands waiting to cross. She thinks, 'If that truck were to run me over I wouldn't have to think what to get for supper.' The truck passes. The woman crosses to the supermarket and takes out her shopping list. It was called 'Truck.

a God so holy we may not take his name into our mouths, whose nature is to be inapprehensible. . . . This is the grandest, purest concept of God, and one which story can do nothing with, which the human imagination constantly betrays [Our Dream of the Good God, Out of the Garden ].

Story has a mind of its own and tells things sometimes it might have preferred us not to know. Stories operate like dreams; both veil what is to be uncovered, neither is capable of a coverup [Our Dream of the Good God, Out of the Garden ].

A story can be like a mad, lovely visitor, with whom you spend a rather exciting weekend

The moral of the story was that if you can talk, it's better not to tell the truth.

When we are young, the words are scattered all around us. As they are assembled by experience, so are we, sentence by sentence, until the story takes shape.

Indians got a story," Hondo said, "about a hunter who chased a puma until he caught him. Then it was the other way around.

A burned-out, hobble-footed wreck of a cowboy! but, strangely, there were those at the ranch who learned to love him. They knew his story.

That's not weird," said Jenny. "That's normal. Try reading a story backward. That's weird. I'm the weird one in this class." "That's a laugh!" said Rondi. "If you're so weird, then how come you never asked Louis to kick you in the teeth? I'm the one who's crazy!" "No, that's not crazy," said Todd. "I'll tell

up. It hit somewhere between the eighteenth and twentieth story. And never came down. There was no nineteenth story.

Come, Philander, let us be a marching, Every one his true love a searching, Would be the most appropriate motto for this chapter, because, intimidated by the threats, denunciations, and complaints showered upon me in consequence of taking the liberty to end a certain story as I liked, I now yield to the amiable desire of giving satisfaction, and, at the risk of outraging all the unities, intend to pair off everybody I can lay my hands on.

I don't understand it. What can there be in a simple little story like that to make people praise it so?" she said, quite bewildered. "There is truth in it, Jo, that's the secret.

But, Sir, I thought every story should have some sort of a moral, so I took care to have a few of my sinners repent.

A long night and a happy day had passed. All had been told...

The story comes around, pushing at our brains, and soon we are trying to ravel back to the beginning, trying to put families into order and make sense of things. But we start with one person, and soon another and another follows, and still another, until we are lost in the connections.

This was nicely illustrated by an anecdote.

Reading a book is like life: you live it one page at a time.

when there's no plot line there are no digressions.

Porque hay una historia que no está en la historia y que solo se puede rescatar aguzando el oído y escuchando los susurros de las mujeres.

Fiction is Truth's elder sister. Obviously. No one in the world knew what truth was till some one had told a story.

This, O my Best Beloved is a story – a new and wonderful story – a story quite different from the other stories

Here Rikki-tikki interrupted, and the rest of the song is lost.)

If we persist in distinguishing and holding apart myth and history, we are in danger of missing the story's own sense of truth.