Stories Quotes - Page 8

I walked to the bookcase and examined the storybooks inside. As a girl, I had dreamed of having stacks of books at my disposal-stories to get lost in, other worlds to live in when mine was so bleak.

I'm a book girl-I love all the stories the world has to offer. No matter the book, I will taste it and drink it down.

I love stories that suck you in, that you can't stop reading because you are quite simply there.

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

I tried to convey to the boy how people’s lives are often altered by curved lines read slowly from paper, sand, or stone.

A closed book will lie there like a dead horse. But an open book will kick, buck, and bolt through perceived adventures like a wild and free stallion. So hold on.

Remember that the truth within yourself will always be greater than the truth found in these pages. These stories are here to guide us - to help us find that truth, not to tell us what it is.

To turn the tide of materialism in the Christian community, we desperately need bold models of kingdom-centered living. Despite our need to do it in a way that doesn't glorify people, we must hear each other's stories about giving or else our people will not learn to give.

This love is hard core. Let's make it soft porn.

Stories nurture our connection to place and to each other. They show us where we have been and where we can go. They remind us of how to be human, how to live alongside the other lives that animate this planet. ... When we lose stories, our understanding of the world is less rich, less true.

Labels bias our perceptions, thinking, and behavior. A label or story can either separate us from, or connect us to, nature. For our health and happiness, we must critically evaluate our labels and stories by their effects.

The story of the tree is written on every leaf.

It was generally believed, said Theophilus, that Orpheus learned his music from the birds. His small voice, piping after theirs, filled with all the secret stories of the earth.

Once upon a time – for that is how all stories should begin – there was a boy who lost his mother.

We may say that the characters in fairytales are ‘good to think with’…[and that] the job of the fairytale is to show that Why? questions cannot be answered except in one way: by telling the stories. The story does not contain the answer, it is the answer.

Perhaps it is how we are made; perhaps words of truth reach us best through the heart, and stories and songs are the language of the heart

...the making of stories is only one part of my craft -mainly, I'm a heart whisperer...

...What happens is of little significance compared with the stories we tell ourselves about what happens. Events matter little, only stories of events affect us.

And now you'll be telling stories
of my coming back
and they won't be false, and they won't be true
but they'll be real

Life and stories are alike in one way: They are full of hollows. The king and queen have no children: They have a child hollow. The girl has a wicked stepmother: She has a mother hollow. In a story, a baby comes along to fill the child hollow. But in life, the hollows continue empty.