Storytelling Quotes
Old stories sometimes slid out of her like lamp oil or light, stories containing details oblique and nearly incomprehensible to me or to anyone who has never known that world.
He had entered the rough world of men, where a man's acts follow him wherever he goes in the form of story.
In a storytelling event with the theme 'My First High', he felt sad listening to everybody's literal high moments.He had never been high before.Today, he had never been this low before.
Infinite possibilities exist within the art of storytelling. To me, it is nothing less than the magic of creation.
Storytelling can save you. Both the telling and the listening.
This is what storytelling gets you. You make things up that aren't real, and then get upset when they don't turn out as expected.
Storytelling has been around since men and women were first created. Stories give meaning to life and provide people with history, information, and entertainment.
Many cultures accept the faulty nature of memory. They know even the photograph only gets it halfway right. They believe there is only one way to bring the dead back to life, story.
When you see a filmmaker getting too fancy... you can bet he's worried either about his story or his ability to tell it.
Like someone excitedly relating a story, only to find the words petering out, the path gets narrower the further I go, the undergrowth taking over.
Telling our personal story reveals the shape shifting landscape of our mind.
The sparkling light inside of me multiplied billion times, hoping something beautiful will come along the way.
If I drag it up from the bottom of the river, if I dig deep into that muddy floor and pull it up, even if I get most of it wrong, is it mine to tell?
Nothing unleashes curiosity in an audience like good storytelling. Nothing inspires storytelling, in turn, like the results of curiosity.
Time, it transpires, is not so good at telling after all.
Quality storytelling inspires quality dialogue.
You have to imagine things before you can do them. Stories help us see.
If he did not speak his tale, it grew dank and musty, it shrank inside him, while with the telling the tale stayed fresh and virtuous.
The Christian story, centered as it is on the death and Resurrection of Jesus Christ, is the only story for making sense of desire and loss.
Still, truth is how I remember it now. In a way, I am changing the past from my desk here in the future as I write. It always happens like this. This is how we all tell our story.
The Bible provocatively evokes desire.
The old-fashioned sins of reading is the only sense that matters.
Christian myth, reveals the truth that "the Christian was (and is) still like his forefathers a mortal hemmed into a hostile world.
Mom was the midwife who delivered stories to me.
He was telling an interesting anecdote full of exciting words like "encyclopedia" and "rhododendron".
Storytelling is a dangerous vocation, for the fairies punish those who return to tell their secrets.
Story = Character + Predicament + Attempted Extrication
Story is more akin to the lines on your palm. No matter what your fortuneteller claims, the lines are not maps of your future. They are side effects of the flexion of the hand.
Be an advocate for the people and causes important to you, using the most powerful tool only you have—your personal stories.
To tell a story is always to translate the raw material into a specific shape, to select out of the boundless potential facts those that seem salient.
All fiction boils down to two plots: Either a stranger comes to town or someone goes on a trip.
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.
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.
The deep map configures narratives. It is a matrix of intertexual storytelling, charting our movements through the landscape.
Historical exclusivity often has a way of turning into present and institutionalized tragedy. Whose story gets told matters.
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.
..so Grandpa turned the rusty latchkey of his magnificent remembery and set free a symphony of stories
No matter how good a story is, there is more at stake in the telling.
That's the problem with revealing true truths. They make people uncomfortable. The truth should be grand and exotic, but mostly it isn't. Mostly it's uncomfortable.
No one cares about the art of the lie at this point. They insist on impressing with the truth. See me! Look at me! Look at who I am! Look at who I want you to think I am!