I like stories" He propped himself up on his elbow, looking down at her. "What sort of stories?" "Stories with magic and intrigue. Tragedy. And Love." "Ah yes...love. You can't have a story without love." Joanna giggled and nodded, relaxing. "Well, y...
Your old story is not the only story.
I want a body of work; I want a good story after a good story.
The bones of the story of 'War Horse' is a love story. That's what makes it universal.
All men needed to hear their stories told. He was a man, but if he died without telling the story he would be something less than that, an albino cockroach, a louse. The dungeon did not udnerstand the idea of as tory. The dungeon was static, eternal,...
Iff replied that the Plentimaw Fishes were what he called 'hunger artists' — 'Because when they are hungry they swallow stories through every mouth, and in their innards miracles occur; a little bit of one story joins on to an idea from another, an...
We are shaped by stories from the first moments of life, and even before. Stories tell us who we are, why we are here, and what will become of us. Whenever humans try to make sense of their experience, they create a story, and we use those stories to...
I asked her what a true story was because I thought that all stories were made up. She said a true story was called fact, and a made-up story was called ficton. Auntie May said a made-up story is a bit like telling lies, only the people who read them...
The very act of story-telling, of arranging memory and invention according to the structure of the narrative, is by definition holy. We tell stories because we can't help it. We tell stories because we love to entertain and hope to edify. We tell sto...
We have really everything in common with America nowadays, except, of course, language.
No ghosts need apply. - Sherlock Holmes:
Love is for the living, for people who have a stake in the future.
Shane? Thank God, somebody sane. Well, sane-ish.
C'mon, let's go in my room and abuse drugs and stuff!
So what, ghosts can't hurt you. That's what I thought then.
Some ghosts are so quiet you would hardly know they were there.
I want to move to a ghost town and try to sell the population bodies to dwell in.
That is when you know you have reached the point of no return, when you began to stalk a ghost.
If you could disagree with kings, were gods so far above?
Some ghosts tried to be showy. These were the kinds to avoid.
I instinctively knew that he was dangerous, in the way that intensely alive people sometimes are.
