I’m working on my own life story. I don’t mean I’m putting it together; no, I’m taking it apart.
It’s only afterwards that it becomes anything like a story at all. When you’re telling it, to yourself or to someone else.
All stories are about wolves. All worth repeating, that is. Anything else is sentimental drivel.
You will always have partial points of view, and you’ll always have the story behind the story that hasn’t come out yet. And any form of journalism you’re involved with is going to be up against a biased viewpoint and partial knowledge.
In Paradise there are no stories, because there are no journeys.
All writers must go from now to once a upon a time; all must go from here to there; all must descend to where the stories are kept; all must take care not to be captured and held immobile by the past.
By telling you anything at all I’m at least believing in you, believe you’re there, I believe you into being. Because I’m telling you this story I will your existence. I tell, therefore you are. So I will go on. So I will myself to go on.
Stick a shovel into the ground almost anywhere and some horrible thing or other will come to light. Good for trade, we thrive on bones; without them there’d be no stories.
The story as told in The Odyssey doesn’t hold water. There are too many inconsistencies.
An attack upon our ability to tell stories is not just censorship – it is a crime against our nature as human beings.
Stories in families are colossally important. Every family has stories: some funny, some proud, some embarrassing, some shameful. Knowing them is proof of belonging to the family.
Perhaps the story you finish is never the one you begin.
Those who do not have power over the story that dominates their lives, power to retell it, to rethink it, deconstruct it, joke about it, and change it as times change, truly are powerless, because they cannot think new thoughts.
Our lives, our stories, flowed into one another’s, were no longer our own, individual, discrete.
What’s the use of stories that aren’t even true?
I’m not a very big fan of ‘Slumdog Millionaire.’ I think it’s visually brilliant. But I have problems with the story line. I find the storyline unconvincing.
We are the only animals that tell stories to understand the world we live in.
I became a writer because I got addicted to story. The first storyteller in my life was my father.
I’m not a big fan of there being voiceovers in movies. I really prefer it when the film tells it story.
When we stop believing in the gods we can start believing in their stories.