Stories you read when you’re the right age never quite leave you. You may forget who wrote them or what the story was called. Sometimes you’ll forget precisely what happened, but if a story touches you it will stay with you, haunting the places in your mind that you rarely ever visit.
If you do not tell the truth about yourself you cannot tell it about other people.
It’s like everyone tells a story about themselves inside their own head. Always. All the time. That story makes you what you are. We build ourselves out of that story.
After nourishment, shelter and companionship, stories are the thing we need most in the world.
That’s what fiction is for. It’s for getting at the truth when the truth isn’t sufficient for the truth.
There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.
It’s like Tolstoy said. Happiness is an allegory, unhappiness a story.
I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next. Delicious Ambiguity.
Stories can conquer fear, you know. They can make the heart bigger.
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