Story Quotes - Page 4

Take care of your costume and your confidence will take care of itself.

I've been so thoroughly incorporated into the California culture that I practice meditation and go to a therapist, even though I always set a trap: during my meditation I invent stories to keep from being bored, and in therapy I invent stories to keep from boring the psychologist.

It had never occurred to me that our lives, which had been so closely interwoven, could unravel with such speed.

I'd realized that in writing happiness is useless-without suffering there is no story.

We need stories in order to understand ourselves, for good or bad, to be inspired or horrified, it's how we cope with being human and how we decide what type of person we will become.

I have fallen,for your words.They are like,a gossamer cobweb,I have been,embroiled,decoyed,snared into!Incapacitated.I fail to escape.I fail to liberate.Your words,didn't redeem,made me a,captive instead.

Education makes your maths better, not necessarily your manners.

If you are reading this, you are still alive, and, therefore, the story is not over. Something else could happen.

Everything becomes a story and ends up drifting about in the same sphere, and then it's hard to differentiate between what really happened and what is pure invention. Everything becomes a narrative and sounds fictitious even if it's true.

And thereby hangs a tale.

This is a love story. It’s about the good old days, when men were men and women were women and books were books.

If I do tell you the story, the two of us will always share it. And I don’t know if that’s the right thing to do. if I lift open the lid now, you’ll be implicated. Is that what you want? You really want to know something I’ve sacrificed so much trying to forget?

I wanted to give you something that would last forever. Something that would surpass the world, that would still be alive and bright even after you passed away. Something beautiful. For your eyes and smile only. But I never found it. All I could give you is words. Words which were as fleeting as the heartbeats that shook my soul whenever you looked my way.

Writing is hard work, and if anything's true about the process, it's that fact that a good story is hard to find and even trickier to get on paper. What's less romantic than staring alone at a blank screen? And edgy? I've changed the cat little because I didn't know what my characters were going to say next.

Everyone has a story; everyone hides his past as a means of self-preservation. Some just do it better, and more thoroughly, than others.

Just as music is noise that makes sense, a painting is color that makes sense, so a story is life that makes sense.

If the institution of mathematics told a story . . . how would it end?

All stories have a curious and even dangerous power. They are manifestations of truth -- yours and mine. And truth is all at once the most wonderful yet terrifying thing in the world, which makes it nearly impossible to handle. It is such a great responsibility that it's best not to tell a story at all unless you know you can do it right. You must be very careful, or without knowing it you can change the world.

Every story must have such a terrible moment, or it wouldn't be interesting.

Creativity without discipline will struggle, creativity with discipline will succeed.

Storytellers are a threat. They threaten all champions of control, they frighten usurpers of the right-to-freedom of the human spirit -- in state, in church or mosque, in party congress, in the university or wherever.

Power does not pardon, power punishes.

Every song deserves lyrics. Deserves a story to tell.

...story is a powerful stimulant with tremendous influence over how we think and act. Like meth, only safer.

Cowards say it can't be done, critics say it shouldn't have been done, creator say well done.

Story is honorable and trustworthy; plot is shifty, and best kept under house arrest.

Is that you giggling away to glory?Or is that just the flowers mingling with the bees and telling their story?

A good story feels both surprising and inevitable, fresh and familiar.

Some people read palms to tell your future, but I read hands to tell your past. Each scar makes a story worth telling. Each callused palm, each cracked knuckle is a missed punch or years in a factory.

1408 Film by Stephen King freak me out, the story also freak me out. But watching the film how is made, how much reverses were shown just terrified me. The ending was suprising!

So, what is my story? I don't know. It's long and twisted and not quite finished yet.

Storytelling was the most honored of all talents, for it benefited everyone.

Hard to accept the end of a story that won the villain against heroes.

The middle is the longest in any story, and therefore the time with the most desperation.

The holy word is story, and story is the holy word.

Am not great, but being the story of every whisper is just the greatest.

He wanted to heat up the truth, to make it burn so hot that you would feel exactly what he felt.

The novel is the privileged vehicle of two ways of being: narrative and freedom: to be new (novel) in a speech open to all, and to be free in a speech that never concludes.

The story I am going to tell has more than one beginning and without an end.

This was the power of the story weaver, Nell realized. An ability to conjure color so that all else seemed to fade.

As Kipling said, that’s another story...

Enemies are people who's story you haven't heard, or who's face you haven't seen.

The path you create then follow becomes the story of your life.

Corporate & personal branding both require storytelling to be captivating. Stories provide context, meaning & the opportunity for relationship.

Always stick to the story. It was when you started backtracking that people got in trouble. Interrogation 101.

Stories set in the Culture in which Things Went Wrong tended to start with humans losing or forgetting or deliberately leaving behind their terminal. It was a conventional opening, the equivalent of straying off the path in the wild woods in one age, or a car breaking down at night on a lonely road in another.

As long as they talk about you, you're not really dead, as long as they speak your name, you continue. A legend doesn't die, just because the man dies.

It's difficult from one story to jump in another story, 2 stories are okay for one hour. But more and more characters you start losing the link. (Thriller 2)

The minute grains of sand slipped silently down the curved hourglass, no matter how many times the people of Earth willed them not to. Time, fate and the actions of others were out of their control.

Our stories are not new; yet, in the retelling we are reborn as heroes.

you are not the storythey keep telling about youover and over again.you are not even the storyyou keep telling yourself.there are no linesthat can hold you.there are not enough wordsfor all the more that you are.

The Heart of Fairyland is a story," she said, and she felt so warm and light and full of rightness of it that she thought she might faint.

The situation on Earth today is too dire for us to act from habit—to reenact again and again the same kinds of solutions that brought us to our present extremity. Where does the wisdom to act in entirely new ways come from? It comes from nowhere, from the void; it comes from inaction. When we see it, we realize it was right in front of us all along. It is never far away; yet at the same time it is in a different universe—a different Story of the World.

Rich can live better than poor but they cannot live without poor.

Four years ago the clocks started turning back. I open my eyes and see nothing. I feel nothing below or above me. I feel the absence of things. The absence of my flesh, my bones, my body, my mind. All that is left is awareness. I see nothing but the absence of colour. It’s not a black darkness. It’s simply nothing. The interior of a black hole. I recall news of a black hole lingering along the edges of our solar system. All that time ago. Four years ago. When the clocks started turning back. I hear nothing. Until there is a something. A small thing. A voice. I listen. There are more voices. The sounds are human. How long has it been since I’ve heard a human? The sounds scratch along my now present attention. They carve into my hearing. They are horrid, wretched things. Voices screaming. Growing loud and desperate. How many voices? Billions. This is the birth of our species. We are born screaming. It’s all we know to do. We have screamed for eternity. Within this empty space.

It's a very remarkable story.""Remarkable's a well-chosen word. It doesn't give you away.

All sorrows can be borne if you put them in a story.

Short stories are great start, but if they are true that's the best start so far in about 222 short stories I have viewed and I have already shared them in the book series Reddit Collection.

The story of Sodom is God's reminder to the modern world.

The flower doth not worry, and the tree doth not waver.