...not stories, but histories. For this too I learned, that a storyteller's tale may end, but history goes on always.

In a sense who you are has always been a story that you told to yourself. Now your self is a story that you tell to others.

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People's lives take them strange places. They do strange things, and... well, sometimes they can't talk about them.

I have a friend who likes to date younger women because their stories are shorter. Old men like us, our stories are longer.

Fire will burn any human body it touches, and starvation will waste it, but stories are not so predictable in their effects.

People take on the shapes of the songs and the stories that surround them, especially if they don't have their own song.

There wasn't a place I could think of that was more magical than a building bursting with books and stories and words...

Stories are propaganda, virii that slide past your critical immune system and insert themselves directly into your emotions.

Write and your experiences with others. Never underestimate your writings. It can bring hope and inspiration to many people.

He. Does there have to be a he? It seems weak and unoriginal doesn’t it, for stories told by girls to always have a he?

This is how deeply rooted stories are, folks. We crave them before we can walk, and we start telling them before we can talk.

If the story-tellers could ha' got decency and good morals from true stories, who'd have troubled to invent parables?

Stories not only give us a much needed practice on figuring out what makes people tick, they give us insight into how we tick.

The nutcracker sits under the holiday tree, a guardian of childhood stories. Feed him walnuts and he will crack open a tale...