Quotes About Story

Dustfinger inspected his reddened fingers and felt the taut skin. 'He might tell me how my story ends,' he murmured. Meggie looked at him in astonishment. 'You mean you don't know?' Dustfinger smiled. Meggie still didn't particularly like his smile. It seemed to appear only to hide something else. 'What's so unusual about that, princess?' he asked quietly. 'Do you know how your story ends?' Meggie had no answer for that.

So it's happened, I kept thinking, you're in the middle of a story exactly as you've always wanted, and it's horrible. Fear tastes quite different when you're not just reading about it, Meggie, and playing hero wasn't half as much fun as I'd expected.

A story is a labyrinth, it looks as if there were several ways to go, but only one is right, and there's a nasty surprise ready to punish you for every false step.

What's so unusual about that, princess?" he asked quietly. "Do you know how your story ends?

if you can change the fate of a character you read out of a book by adding new words to his story, then maybe you can change everything about it: who goes out, who comes in, how it ends, who's happy, and who's unhappy afterwards.

Everyone living around this lake thinks I'm crazy, and if we go back to the police with this story, then the news that Elinor Loredan has finally flipped will be all over the place. Which just goes to show that a passion for books is extremely unhealthy.

Vielleicht hat sich doch alles geändert. Vielleicht gibt es hinter der gedruckten Geschichte eine andere, viel grössere Geschichte, die sich ebenso wandelt, wie unsere Welt es tut? Und die Buchstaben verraten uns darüber gerade so viel wie ein Blick durch ein Schlüsselloch. Vielleicht sind sie nicht mehr als der Deckel zu einem Topf, der viel mehr enthält als wir lesen können.

Isn't there at lest a bloody light switch somewhere in this hole? Oh, to hell with it, I feel as if I've fallen into some far-fetched adventure story where the villians wear black eye patches and throw knives. Damn, damn, damn! Meggie had already noticed that Elinor swore a lot, and the more upset she was the worse her language became.

My voice had bayou gut them slipping out of their story like a bookmark forgotten by a reader between the pages

Una storia cambia continuamente vestito. Una storia cresce e germoglia come un qualcosa di vivo! Quelle che vengono chiuse nei libri, invece? Sì, magari vivono più a lungo, ma prendono vita solo quando i libri vengono aperti. Sono suoni pressati tra i fogli, e solo una voce può dar loro fiato!

Depose sul tavolo la cartella in cui teneva i risguardi da inserire prima del frontespizio e prese a sfogliarli con aria assente. «Ogni libro dovrebbe cominciare con una pagina vuota» aveva detto una volta a Meggie. «Meglio se scura: rosso scuro, blu scuro, a seconda del colore della copertina. Quando apri il libro, è come se fossi a teatro. Il sipario copre il palcoscenico. Tu lo tiri da parte e ha inizio la rappresentazione.»

Vielleicht gehören wir alle nicht nur in eine Geschichte.

Perhaps it's true that death is only the beginning of a new story, but no one has ever read the book in which it's written.

Perhaps the story in the book is just the lid on a pan: it always stays the same, but underneath there's a whole world that goes on – developing and changing like our own world.

Perhaps the story in the book is just the lid on the pan; it always stays the same, but underneath there's a whole world that goes on developing and changing like our own.

No, the story much have a happy ending. It wouldn't be right otherwise! She had never liked sad stories.

Wake up, Dustfinger!" it said. "Come Back. The story isn't over yet.

And then her voice could help this story to find a good ending at last.

And the letters on the page tell us only as much as we'd see peering through a keyhole. Perhaps the story in the book is just the lid on a pan: It always stays the same, but underneath there's a whole world that goes on—developing and changing like our own world.

Os mortais não entendem que a vida não é um livro que você fecha só depois de ler a última página. Não existe última página no Livro da Vida, pois a última é sempre a primeira página de outra história.

White as snow, red as blood, black as ebony.... White, Red, and Black, He said, wiping the blade clean on his sleeve. Snow white colors. That's what my brother use to call them. He liked that story a lot. But who would have thought they had such power.

The difference between reading a story and studying a story is the difference between living the story and killing the story and looking at its guts.

The plural of anecdote isn't fact.

Please do not blame the story. The story cannot help itself. We do not realize it at the time, but sometimes the story we are all a part of is not just a story about Vikings and islands and dragons. It is a story about growing up. And one of the things about growing up, one of the inescapable, inevitable laws, is that one day... One day... one day... It is going to happen. I am sorry, but it's true.