Quotes of: Detective-stories Keyword

...I like stories very much,” the priest said. “They help me understand myself better.

Love Begins in Winter: Five Stories

But stories are worlds. New worlds for us to visit. In stories, we live forever.

The Loneliness of the Long-Distance Time Traveller

History is the mighty tower of experience, which time has built amidst the endless fields of bygone ages. - Forward

The Story of Mankind

Why read fiction when real life can be just as interesting?

Stolen Inheritance - A True Story of Oil, Army and Murder

Is it possible that even happy moments of pleasure never stand up to a rigorous examination? Possible.

The Story of a New Name

Religion is boring and alien to me and relates no more than a chimera to what is to me the reality of the spirit.

The Stories of Vladimir Nabokov

Anything can happen. But almost always, just normal things happen and people have happy lives.

The Story of Edgar Sawtelle

...do you actually think that how long a person grieves is a measure of how much they loved someone?

The Story of Edgar Sawtelle

It's funny how a person can be right all the time and still be wrong.

Sideways Stories from Wayside School

Marketing shouldn't feel like marketing. It should feel like a story.

StoryBranding(TM) 2.0: Creating Standout Brands Through the Purpose of Story

But was not an aesthetic criterion that Flashjack, as a faery, had terribly high on his list of priorities; it was well below and nowhere near .

Scruffians! Stories of Better Sodomites

We spend our lives in the attempt to capture memory forever; to capture moments; to capture Time itself.

The Stories We Don't Tell

When a marriage fails, the story of the relationship changes. The best parts, the parts that made you think getting married was a good idea, fade from memory.

sTORI Telling

And he who would be friends with God must remain alone, or make the whole world his friend

The Story of My Experiments With Truth

I'm a wolf ma'am. Not a cat. I don't play around with my prey.

Shifting Shadows: Stories From the World of Mercy Thompson

Riding a bull must be a bit like flying an ultralight. You get up there and have an exhilarating ride, but then you still have to get down.

A Story of the West

When I got out of prison, I was basically no longer human,' Miriam says.

Stasiland: Stories from Behind the Berlin Wall

His hands were weak and shaking from carrying far too many books from the bookshop. It was the best feeling.

The Tiny Book of Tiny Stories, Vol. 1

The Sun is such a lonely star. Whenever he comes out to see his friends, they all disappear.

The Tiny Book of Tiny Stories, Vol. 1

A man touched me:  his hand... my thigh. I touched him too:  my fist... his jaw.

The Tiny Book of Tiny Stories, Vol. 1

After you died I realized that I never really like hunting. I just like hanging out with you.

The Tiny Book of Tiny Stories, Vol. 2