#stories

I did start reading quite young but I was always read to by my parents, who are both actors. Bedtime stories from when I was about two/three to when I was about 15. In fact they didn't stop until I eventually kind of kicked them out of my bedroom. ↗

— Samuel West

#always #bedroom #bedtime #both #did

Nothing about it interested me. Or about anything else, except making up stories. If literacy weren't so nearly universal, God knows what I'd be. A drain on the State, I shouldn't wonder. ↗

— Donald E. Westlake

#anything #drain #else #except #god

The many magazines, ranging from pulp to slick, that used to serve as both farm teams for writers and lures to readers, with hundreds of short stories every month, don't exist. Most of the doors for new people have been sealed. ↗

— Donald E. Westlake

#both #doors #every #exist #farm

Fairy tales to me are never happy, sweet stories. They're moral stories about overcoming the dark side and the bad. ↗

— Joe Wright

#bad #dark #dark side #fairy #fairy tales

We've always lived in dark times. There has always been a range of human experience from the sublime to the brutal, and stories reflect it. It's no less brutal now; each age has its horrors. ↗

— Terri Windling

#always #been #brutal #dark #each

I don't think you can really make television based on what you think audiences want. You can only make stories that you like, because you have to watch it so many times. ↗

— Dick Wolf

#based #because #i #like #make

Rosehill was shady and beautiful, the most serene place I could imagine. It had been closed to the public for years, and sometimes as I wandered alone - and often lonely - through the lush fern beds and long curtains of silvery moss, I pretended the crumbling angels were wood nymphs and fairies and I their ruler, queen of my own graveyard kingdom. ↗

— Amanda Stevens

#ghosts #graveyards #paranormal-fiction #paranormal-suspense #the-restorer

The more I know about God, I am convinced He likes to read books and authors are His librarians. Every soul is a story waiting to be read. ↗

— Shannon L. Alder

#life-missions #souls #stories #writing #life

How to read this book: Even after I was told my father was dead, I believed (I still believe) that I could fix everything- that if I logged enough miles in my VW and kept telling stories through the countless dead ends and breakdowns, I could undo the terrible tree events…not that I should have expected to with this particular power, which is incomplete (as I was forced to sell a few stories and procedures for time-of-money), full of holes. Sure, the book turns on, lights up; its fans whirr and the bookengine crunches. But some of the pages are completely blank; others hang by a thread. the book’s transmission is shot, too, so don’t’ be surprised if the book slips from one version to the next as you’re reading .Finally, the thermostat’s misked, so you should expect sudden changes in temperature, the pages might get cold, or it may begin to snow between paragraphs, or you may turn the page and get hit with a faceful of rain or blinding beams of sunlight. So go ahead. Do it-open the book. See? You see me, right? And I see you. See? I am reading your face, your eyes, your lips. I know the sufferdust on your brow. I can see you reading, and I can tell, too, when you are here, when you are absent, what you’ve read and how it affects you. There is no more hiding. I see your chords- your fratures, your cold gifts, where and when you’ve hurt people…your stories are written right there on your face! ↗

— Christopher Boucher

#healing #stories #change

But what all these responses have in common is that they point to the decisive power of information and stories [...] ↗

— Wes Moore

#information #stories #writing #change