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people don't really want original stories. they want different versions of the same story. this is called meta-narrative.

People like to separate storytelling which is not fact from history which is fact. They do this so that they know what to believe and what not to believe.

People want to do business with you because of 'who you are' and 'what you stand for'... not because of 'what you do'. "Create your story... publish it online and make sure people will find you when they Google you.

People who are left alone tell the story but are never a part of it; those who are a part of the crowd, are story bound, acting upon the role assigned to them in the theater of living, loving and longing.

People will pay a dollar for a program with information, but they’ll pay $ 10 for a program with information plus a story.

Perspective is the key to everything.

Pheoby's hungry listening helped Janie to tell her story.

Photography is a powerful visual storytelling tool often underestimated by many. As a medium and in it's purest form, it possesses the ability to prescribe desire, joy, sadness or pain. An image is potent enough to change the world's view in an instant.

Picture to yourself the most beautiful girl imaginable! She was so beautiful that there would be no point, in view of my meagre talent for storytelling, in even trying to put her beauty into words. That would far exceed my capabilities, so I'll refrain from mentioning whether she was a blonde or a brunette or a redhead, or whether her hair was long or short or curly or smooth as silk. I shall also refrain from the usual comparisons where her complexion was concerned, for instance milk, velvet, satin, peaches and cream, honey or ivory, Instead, I shall leave it entirely up to your imagination to fill in this blank with your own ideal of feminine beauty.

Plot comes from the mind but the characters come from the heart!

Positive thoughts shape a positive world.

Pour your heart onto the page.

Power consists to a large extent in deciding what stories will be told.

Properly told, stories are able to operate on two levels. On the surface, they deal with particulars involving a range of facts related to a given time and place, a local culture and a social group--and it is these specifics that tend to bore us whenever they lie outside of our own experience. But then, a layer beneath the particulars, the universals are hidden: the psychological, social and political themes that transcend the stories' temporal and geographical settings and are founded on unvarying fundamentals of human nature.

Rain's pouring and it's too cold. All people bored and I even accord What to do but spell a tale told: So once upon a time a land in the shore...

Publishers, readers, booksellers, even critics, acclaim the novel that one can deliciously sink into, forget oneself in, the novel that returns us to the innocence of childhood or the dream of the cartoon, the novel of a thousand confections and no unwanted significance. What becomes harder to find, and lonelier to defend, is the idea of the novel as—in Ford Madox Ford’s words—a “medium of profoundly serious investigation into the human case.

Reading sparks writing.

Read a short story every day. By the end of the week you would have read volumes of stories.

Remember that writing things down makes them real; that it is nearly impossible to hate anyone whose story you know; and, most of all, that even in our post-postmodern era, writing has a moral purpose. With twenty-six shapes arranged in varying patterns, we can tell every story known to mankind, and make up all the new ones—indeed, we can do so in most of the world’s known tongues. If you can give language to experiences previously starved for it, you can make the world a better place.

Relying only on logic, on what can be factually established, may inform or intimidate, but it will rarely stir anyone into action or change.

Remember this: a story that must be told never forgives silence. Speech is the mouth's debt to a story.

Remember, how you choose to see yourself, your surroundings, and your situation is something you have agency over. You don’t have to accept a story as gospel or dogma.

Remember, when we're lost in a story, we're not passively reading about something that's happening to someone else.

Researching and writing my novel has taken me to some really dark places. It is when you are in these dark places that you can see: there is always hope, there is always love.

...required for good fiction: character, conflict, change through time. And if you're really blessed, you get resolution. But life doesn't usually work out that way.

Roger left the cricket stumps and they went into the drawing room. Grandpapa, at the first suggestion of reading aloud, had disappeared, taking Patch with him. Grandmama had cleared away the tea. She found her spectacles and the book. It was Black Beauty. Grandmama kept no modern children's books, and this made common ground for the three of them. She read the terrible chapter where the stable lad lets Beauty get overheated and gives him a cold drink and does not put on his blanket. The story was suited to the day. Even Roger listened entranced. And Deborah, watching her grandmother's calm face and hearing her careful voice reading the sentences, thought how strange it was that Grandmama could turn herself into Beauty with such ease. She was a horse, suffering there with pneumonia in the stable, being saved by the wise coachman. After the reading, cricket was anticlimax, but Deborah must keep her bargain. She kept thinking of Black Beauty writing the book. It showed how good the story was, Grandmama said, because no child had ever yet questioned the practical side of it, or posed the picture of a horse with a pen in its hoof. "A modern horse would have a typewriter," thought Deborah, and she began to bowl to Roger, smiling to herself as she did so because of the twentieth-century Beauty clacking with both hoofs at a machine. ("The Pool")

Roz is telling a story. That's what they will do, increasingly in their lives: tell stories. Tonight their stories will be about Zenia.

Rocks and minerals: the oldest storytellers.

Sadly, many storytellers and artists are still addicted to the old delusions (happy is boring, evil is interesting) about the risks of good mental health. Even those who don’t view peace of mind as a threat to their creative power often believe that it’s a rare commodity attained through dumb luck….It’s possible to define a more supple variety of happiness that does not paralyze the will or sap ambition….the number one trait of happy people is a serious determination to be happy. Bliss is a habit you can cultivate, in other words, not an accident.

Say It So You Lift Your Spirits: Even non-Scandinavians and optimists can feel their moods dampen during the dark of night. Luckily there are some easy ways to lift your spirits. Here are three: 1. When describing something in the past, what role do you play in the story? Are more of your most retold stories anchored by a positively or a negatively felt incidents? Those who are most resilient, energetic, caring and involved with others tend to link their stories to redemptive themes. Those who are plagued by down moods often mark their stories with what went wrong and don't include a redeeming detail. These narrative themes affect our choices -- what we think we have to choose from -- and how others see us. 2. We each have many personalities inside us. Some situations enable us to use our best talents and display our best side. Instead of attempting to be a "virtuoso juggler" as many women do, discover the specific situations where you thrive. When you can identify those moments you are better able, like a defensive driver, to see potential danger farther ahead where situations or individuals spark your discomfort or worse. Conversely, knowing where you shine (temperament and talent) means you can make smarter choices about how you work and live -- and with whom. While Marcus Buckingham's book is intended for women, I know three male friends who have found it helpful in how they seek the situations that best serve them -- professionally, personally and socially. 3. We each have a set point along the continuum of pessimistic to optimistic. After winning the lottery or experiencing the death of a loved one, we eventually return to that set point.

Screenwriters pass on the story of the world as did the chroniclers of the ancient past. The struggles of our characters are the same as they were back then. The only thing that has changed is the medium.

Screw chocolate. A good steak is where it’s at.

Screenwriting is made of brevity.

Screenwriting is like poker; in the end, you have to go all in.

See the truth. Feel the truth. Be the truth.

See your light.

Societies continuously try to recreate themselves — shared holidays, shared news, shared traditions, shared language, shared music, shared myths, shared victories, and shared griefs. Shared origins… So by telling each other stories, we recreate ourselves over and over again. Where do we come from? Where are we going? Who are our heroes? Who are the villains? These stories pass our values as a society from one generation to the next. It’s how we understand each other.

Shamans enter the dream world of sub-consciousness to wrestle with demons and rally angels. They return with tales of their encounters which become the myths and legends of their communities.

She closed her eyes. Said the four most comforting words she knew: "Once upon a time." An incantation.

Şimdi ben sana yalnız şunu söyleyebilirim: Çocuk kalbinin,çocuk ruhunun bağdaşmadığı her şeyi reddettin.İşte beni teselli eden de budur.Bir şimşek gibi yaşadın sen.Bir defa çaktın ve söndün.Şimşeği çaktıran göktür.Ve gök ebedidir.İşte budur beni teselli eden.Bir başka tezim daha var: İnsandaki çocuk vicdanı,tohumdaki öz gibidir.Ve o öz olmadan tohum filizlenmez,gelişmez.Yeryüzünde bizi neler beklerse beklesin,insanoğlu doğdukça ve öldükçe,insanoğlu yaşadıkça,haç ve doğruluk denen şey de var olacaktır.

So (and this would have happened earlier, but I am only remembering it now): I am visiting her one afternoon.

So, I’m sorry but not sorry, if I refuse to speak about things that are important to you, but not for myself.. If we are talking about me. Also try to understand that I might not feel comfortable speaking about some things that you ask me, after knowing me for just 2 minutes. You simply can’t start to read some book from page 785. I want to know your intention of “wanting to know me”. I don’t want, that you create an image of me based on your questions, but based on who truly I am.

Soll ich dir eine Geschichte erzählen? Nein. Warum nicht? Der Junge sah ihn an und wandte den Blick ab. Warum nicht? Diese Geschichten sind nicht wahr. Das müssen sie auch nicht sein. Es sind Geschichten. Ja. Aber in den Geschichten helfen wir andauernd jemanden, dabei tun wir das in Wirklichkeit gar nicht. Warum erzählst du mir nicht eine Geschichte? Ich will nicht. Okay. Ich habe keine Geschichten zu erzählen. Du könntest mir eine Geschichte über dich selbst erzählen. Die Geschichten über mich kennst du alle. Du warst dabei. Du hast Geschichten in deinem Inneren, von denen ich nichts weiß. Du meinst, so was wie Träume? Ja. Oder einfach Sachen, über die du nachdenkst. Ja, aber Geschichten sollen doch schön sein. Nicht unbedingt. Du erzählst immer schöne Geschichten. Kennst du denn keine schönen? Meine haben mehr mit dem wirklichen Leben zu tun. Und meine nicht? Deine nicht. Nein. Der Mann betrachtete ihn. Und das wirkliche Leben ist ziemlich übel? Was denkst du denn? Tja, ich denke, es gibt uns noch. Es sind viele schlimme Sachen passiert, aber es gibt uns immer noch. Ja. Du findest das nicht so toll. Es ist okay.

Sharing our story is one way we create intimacy. And like a good novel, it’s more engaging – and lasting – when we allow it to gradually unfold.

She never claimed to be a writer, she simply described herself as a typist of stories waiting to come alive.

Signs don’t shout; they whisper.

Simplicity is efficient.

..so Grandpa turned the rusty latchkey of his magnificent remembery and set free a symphony of stories

Some days you live in pajamas, and your hair kind-of has that Albert Einstein look.

Some stories can never leave you. They stay with you forever.