Quotes About Story

beach houses along short sandy streets. He can feel her bare forarm brushing his, and it's strange she's being so quiet. He glances down at her and she smiles up at him as if, in his silence, he's been telling a long story and she is simply listening to it.

I have my own story, and I love my story, but I know I can't tell it alone, not now. Because stories have centers, but they don't have edges. No boundaries.

When the young king had finished his sad story he burst once more into tears, and the Sultan was much moved.

But what I am trying to tell you (and I only have a moment), what I have been trying to tell you this whole time, is that from where I sit, the story of Arthur Less is not so bad. Because it is also mine.

From where I sit, the story of Arthur Less is not so bad.

There is an old Arabic story about a man who hears Death is coming for him, so he sneaks away to Samarra. And when he gets there, he finds Death in the market, and Death says, "You know, I just felt like going on vacation to Samarra. I was going to skip you today, but how lucky you showed up to find me!" And the man is taken after all.

I prefer winter and fall, when you can feel the bone structure in the landscape---the lonliness of it---the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it---the whole story dosen't show.

I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure in the landscape--the loneliness of it--the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it--the whole story doesn't show.

I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape — the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn't show.

I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape-the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn't show.

Many evangelical tellings of the biblical story, especially those designed to deliver an evangelistic message, effectively began with Genesis 3: the fall of humanity. And they ended with Revelation 20: the casting of Satan and all his works into the lake of fire. Understood this way, the gospel runs an abbreviated gamut from original sin to final judgment. The original good creation and the glorious new creation are afterthoughts when they are mentioned at all.

Terry shrugged. "Nah, not really," he said. "Sea-monkeys aren't that interesting after all." "Never mind," I said. "Let's get back to work." Soon we were back at our table, about to start work on the next story, when we heard a loud crash.

Just ask the woman who told me about the gang rape of her college roommate at a fraternity party in 1972 on the University of Virginia campus. Excellent counterexample! A non-disprovable story from forty years ago.

Monday morning at last! Sunday had seemed like the longest day of my life. I had finished Freaky Friday, read three more chapters of The Incredible Journey and written a story about a frog in a rainstorm called Rainy Days and Froggy Nights. I had entertained Nicky and baked cookies with Margo. When all that was done, it was still only 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

We spend our lives telling ourselves the story of past and future, while the reality of the present goes largely unexplored.

We spend our lives telling ourselves the story of past and future, while the reality of the present goes largely unexplored. Now we live in ignorance of the freedom and simplicity of consciousness, prior to the arising of thought.

Novel: A small tale, generally of love.

Why, Sir, if you were to read Richardson for the story, your impatience would be so much fretted that you would hang yourself. But you must read him for the sentiment, and consider the story as only giving occasion to the sentiment.

ANECDOTE  (A'NECDOTE)   n.s.[   yet unpublished; secret history. Some modern ancedotes aver,He nodded in his elbow-chair.Prior.

Until my ghastly tale is told, this heart within me burns.

Dear Reader, I'm most excited to share with you, in digital form for the first time, this love story.  It was written and published early in my career when finished manuscripts were delivered on paper instead of in an email!    I consider each book I write to be a personal letter to you, the reader.  This is particularly true of the stories in which a man and

Supongo que nuestra memoria es como una película de asesinos en serie. Cada giro de la historia cambia el sentido total. Miras atrás y los detalles antes relevantes ya no son los que creías.

I see a broken shell and I remind myself that something might have needed setting free. See, broken things always have a story, don't they?

There are things I want to remember about Cameron Quick that I can't entirely, like the pajamas he wore when he used to sleep over, and his favorite cereal, or how it felt to hold his hand as we walked home from school in third grade. I want to remember exactly how we became friends in the first place, a definite starting line that I can visit again and again. He's a story I want to know from page one.