Quotes About Chronicle

Her nickname during her latter years editing the Chronicle had been satnav because she would happily tell anyone where to go.

Write about daily life as you would write history.

Look, people have been filming fights since the beginning of time.

Happy the people whose annals are tiresome.

I started to think about how words and stories are time beings, too

This being understood, let us proceed with our history.

I broadcast thru Time

The architecture of a story can be a little bit different if it's a true story.

Taking all in all, God is, as he candidly informs us in his autobiographical chronicle — the Bible — extremely whimsical and revengeful; actually an ideal model of a despot.

Life is easy to chronicle, but bewildering to practice.

History is the witness that testifies to the passing of time.

In the end, each life is no more than the sum of contingent facts, a chronicle of chance intersections, of flukes, of random events that divulge nothing but their own lack of purpose.

There is properly no history, only biography.

A story tells us what happened, but a plot tells us why

And if we also ask, 'And how exactly did that happen?' we will be asking about history. Not just a story, but our story, the story that we call the history of the world. Shall we begin?

Life is easy to chronicle, but bewildering to practice, and we welcome 'nerves' or any other shibboleth that will cloak our personal desire.

Life is easy to chronicle, but bewildering to practice, and we welcome "nerves" or any other shibboleth that will cloak our personal desire. She

Whether it's 'The West Wing' or anything else, my first thought is always, 'What's a good story?'

For me, the first thing is to tell a good story.

Minute by minute, a day passed.

We are time's containers.

O desfecho deste episódio da crônica itaguaiense é de tal ordem, e tão inesperado, que merecia nada menos de dez capítulo de exposição; mas contento-me com um que será o remate da narrativa, e um dos mais belos exemplos de convicção científica e abnegação humana.

It was strange, telling the story from the beginning instead of catching someone up on only the latest awful chapter.

All that the historians give us are little oases in the desert of time, and we linger fondly in these, forgetting the vast tracks between one and another that were trodden by the weary generations of men.