#teller

Teller and I worked Renaissance Festivals and street performing - actually more real, no kidding around, Philadelphia street performing than we did Renaissance Festivals. ↗

— Penn Jillette

#around #did #festivals #i #kidding

Well, I think storytellers have always found murder a fascinating device. ↗

— Donna Tartt

#device #fascinating #found #i #i think

Abel was brushing the snow off his parka while Micha was dancing around him, still balancing the plate of cookies, singing, 'We're staying, we're staying, we're staying overnight! We're drying! We're drying! We're drying on the line! ↗

— Antonia Michaelis

#antonia-michaelis #funny #micha-and-abel #micha-tannatek #sweet

Anna took his hand to gauge the swelling. 'Let's at least put something cold around it. Frozen peas work pretty well.' 'Do I have to eat them?' 'No, you just have to inject them into a vein,' Anna said. ↗

— Antonia Michaelis

#abel-tannatek #antonia-michaelis #frozen-peas #funny #the-storyteller

Storytellers are a threat. They threaten all champions of control, they frighten usurpers of the right-to-freedom of the human spirit -- in state, in church or mosque, in party congress, in the university or wherever. ↗

— Chinua Achebe

#story #storytellers #freedom

My brother Billy was the joke teller. My brother Jim had a really sharp, cutting wit. And the teller of long stories, that was my brother Ed. As a child, I just absorbed everything they said, and I was always in competition for the laughs. ↗

— Stephen Colbert

#billy #brother #child #competition #cutting

If a nation loses its storytellers, it loses its childhood. ↗

— Peter Handke

#loses #nation #storytellers

I'll tell you a secret. Old storytellers never die. They disappear into their own story. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#stories #story #storyteller #storytelling #tale

I'm a storyteller, I'm an actor, an entertainer. ↗

— Rachel Weisz

#entertainer #i #storyteller

Your heart is like a great river after a long spell of rain, spilling over its banks. All signposts that once stood on the ground are gone, inundated and carried away by that rush of water. And still the rain beats down on the surface of the river. Every time you see a flood like that on the news you tell yourself: That’s it. That’s my heart. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#storyteller #fiction