#parable

What the translator - myself in particular - does is not comparable to what the Homeric performer was doing. ↗

— Robert Fitzgerald

#does #doing #myself #particular #performer

They have a book of locations, and we would do a story about the Sahara Desert for instance, and in the California book you would find a comparable location, to match that location in California. ↗

— Robert Stack

#book #california #comparable #desert #find

While Fledging is a different type of book, The Parable series serve as cautionary tales. I wrote the Parable books because of the direction of the country. You can call it save the world fiction, but it clearly doesn't save anything. ↗

— Octavia Butler

#because #book #books #call #cautionary

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

The fatted calf, the best Scotch, the hoedown could all have been his too, any time he asked for them except that he never thought to ask for them because he was too busy trying cheerlessly and religiously to earn them. ↗

— Frederick Buechner

#parable #prodigal-son #religious #business

There are movements which impinge upon the nerves with a strength that is incomparable, for movement has power to stir the senses and emotions, unique in itself. ↗

— Doris Humphrey

#impinge #incomparable #itself #movement #movements

Parables, yes. We here are to lead life with woe. Tasting bitter. the Tai Chi instructor ↗

— Lynne Sharon Schwartz

#grief #parables #sorrow #tai-chi #life

The vibrations he felt in his sleep had nothing to do with his soul easing out of his body as he dreamily thought; they came solely from the weight and motion of the freight train rolling north to deliver fuel, furniture and other items having no relevance to Elijah’s life or his dreaming. On the metal rail his arm itched like a nose with a feeling that something bad was about to happen. In another life the sound of the train would have been reminiscent of certain songs by Muddy Waters or even Bruce Springsteen but not in this one. In this life the sound stabbed viciously against the night exactly like a human being demonstrating flawless disrespect for the life of another human being. --from short story ELIJAH’S SKIN ↗

— Aberjhani

#parables #philosophical-inquiry #short-fiction #short-story #dreams

By telling stories, Jesus isn’t somehow putting sugar in a spoon to make the medicine go down a bit easier. These stories are the medicine. These stories are an extension and explanation of Jesus’ revolutionary ministry. These stories show us that things are not as they appear. Our tidy, well-packaged ideas about spirituality, faith, and reality shatter when confronted by Christ and the God he represents. ↗

— Ronnie McBrayer

#parables #storytelling #faith

Once there were brook trout in the streams in the mountains. You could see them standing in the amber current where the white edges of their fins wimpled softly in the flow. They smelled of moss in your hand. Polished and muscular and torsional. On their backs were vermiculate patterns that were maps of the world in its becoming. Maps and mazes. Of a thing which could not be put back. Not be made right again. In the deep glens where they lived all things were older than man and they hummed of mystery. ↗

— Cormac McCarthy

#brooks #creation #destruction #earth #environment