#telling

I'm not sure whay I've been drawn to this subject, except that murder is a subject that has always drawn people for as long as people have been telling stories. ↗

— Donna Tartt

#been #drawn #except #i #long

Storytelling and elegant style don't always go hand in hand. ↗

— Donna Tartt

#elegant #go #hand #storytelling #style

The storytelling gift is innate: one has it or one doesn't. But style is at least partly a learned thing: one refines it by looking and listening and reading and practice - by work. ↗

— Donna Tartt

#innate #learned #least #listening #looking

I've always wondered why there isn't a great French novel about the German occupation. The nouveau roman authors weren't interested in telling that sort of thing. ↗

— Manuel Puig

#always #authors #french #german #great

I hope telling stories though 'Making a Difference' - as in my academic work and nonprofit work - will help me to live my grandmother's adage of 'Life is not about what happens to you, but about what you do with what happens to you.' ↗

— Chelsea Clinton

#academic #adage #difference #grandmother #happens

Personally, I've made myself a very small window of what I enjoy in this business, which is I love being a big part of the storytelling process. ↗

— Bradley Cooper

#big #business #enjoy #i #i love

I'm a layperson. I barely got out of high school. I have no business telling people what to do or my big philosophy on life. I'm certainly not going to write any sort of memoir. ↗

— Jamie Lee Curtis

#barely #big #business #certainly #going

I've just got to let my teammates know in practice, without even telling them, that I don't think I'm ahead of anybody. ↗

— Kevin Durant

#anybody #even #got #i #just

Man, after all my grandma put into me learning the piano, that was a hard day, telling her I was telling jokes for a living. ↗

— Jamie Foxx

#day #grandma #hard #hard day #her

My gripe is not with lovers of the truth but with truth herself. What succor, what consolation is there in truth, compared to a story? What good is truth, at midnight, in the dark, when the wind is roaring like a bear in the chimney? When the lightning strikes shadows on the bedroom wall and the rain taps at the window with its long fingernails? No. When fear and cold make a statue of you in your bed, don't expect hard-boned and fleshless truth to come running to your aid. What you need are the plump comforts of a story. The soothing, rocking safety of a lie. ↗

— Diane Setterfield

#storytelling #storytelling