Story Quotes - Page 4

It is after all so easy to shatter a story. To break a chain of thought. To ruin a fragment of a dream being carried around carefully like a piece of porcelain. To let it be, to travel with it, as Velutha did, is much the harder thing to do.

Each new day is a blank page in the diary of your life. The secret of success is in turning that diary into the best story you possibly can.

If you own this story you get to write the ending.

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.

Myth is much more important and true than history. History is just journalism and you know how reliable that is.

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

All children mythologise their birth. It is a universal trait. You want to know someone? Heart, mind and soul? Ask him to tell you about when he was born. What you get won’t be the truth: it will be a story. And nothing is more telling than a story.

The truth of the story lies in the details.

A little truth seasons a lie like salt.

Just because they're a story doesn't mean they're not real.

I could forget that part, but it had to have been true.

Then Cassie told her story. The feeling was like gathering up everything she's ever done or felt or known up to that moment and tying it into a ball and pitching it with all her might as far away as she could, and then watching to see what would happen next, what would roll back to her, what would have gotten left behind.

The moral of the story was that if you can talk, it's better not to tell the truth.

Not that happiness is dull. Only that it doesn't tell well. And of our consuming diversions as we age is to recite, not only to others but to ourselves, our own story.

My art is that of the 35mm kind; my poetry is of the lead and ink kind; my happiness is of the product of both; and my legacy is of the story of my soul, that my life left behind

To love someone so deeply is to risk losing yourself forever. Once I admitted my feelings to him, there was no going back - no hope to ever make my heart complete without him

I hated him, loved him, wanted him, and yet I wished him away. So many conflicting emotions of wants and needs. So much fear. Not because of him, but because of myself - of how deep my feelings and desires were running, and how much I would fall if I happened to lose my grip.

I never had a childhood. Not like the rest of them anyway. I had a starting point from which I have never stopped running.

The true story of every person in this world is not the story you see, the external story. The true story of each person is the journey of his or her heart.

Sometimes when we say "God is silent," what's really going on is that he hasn't told the story the way we wanted it told. He will be silent when we want him to fill in the blanks of the story we are creating. But with his own stories, the ones we live in, he is seldom silent.