#tories

Stories are important...They can be more important than anything. If they carry the truth. ↗

— Patrick Ness

#stories #monsters

Everyone has a story inside them. Some are bedtimes stories, some thrill and others scare and horrify their readers. Find out what your story is and share it with the world. ↗

— C.K. Webb

#ck-webb #stories #writing #suspense

What doesn't kill us makes us funnier. ↗

— Marian Keyes

#paraphrased #stories #humor

If the story-tellers could ha' got decency and good morals from true stories, who'd have troubled to invent parables? ↗

— Thomas Hardy

#morals #parables #stories #humor

A person who reads lives more than one life, but that means that they die more than once as well. ↗

— Deanna Vasquez

#death #life #living #read #reading

I wish I’d paid better attention. I didn’t yet think of time as finite. I didn’t fully appreciate the stories she told me until I became adult, and by then I had to make do with snippets pasted together, a film projected on the back of my mind. ↗

— Jessica Maria Tuccelli

#oral-tradition #stories #time #death

For the source of the short story is usually lyrical. And all writers speak from, and speak to, emotions eternally the same in all of us: love, pity, terror do not show favorites or leave any of us out. ↗

— Eudora Welty

#short-stories #writing #love

Seth: "I write of love in my novels, write of it well, if my critics and fans are to be believed, but in all of my years at that typewriter, I never found the combination of words that would convey how I felt about you. You were my everything. ↗

— Lissa Bryan

#haunted #hostwriter #paranormal-romance #romance-novels #love

He loved her in a subtle kind of way. It wasn’t the kind of love you see in movies, with swelling music and giant gestures and running through the streets to catch a departing train. It wasn’t the kind of love that Byron or Shakespeare wrote about, with flowery language and hyperbole and iambic pentameter. It was still and deep, like water that you might mistake for shallow if you just watched the surface. It was entirely his, not dependent on her own feelings for him, and it would still be there whether she, or him, or everyone else on the world disappeared. It was a subtle kind of love, but it was true. ↗

— Jake Christie

#love

The sea was my first home...Now that I had nowhere else to go, this was the last place I felt safe. ↗

— Jennifer Silverwood

#mythology-fiction #paranormal-romance #romance-love #sea-stories #love