«Life is something that no one can teach you,You have to learn it.»

Jerril Thomas Abraham

«Normal people have rock collections, shell collections, key ring collections and stamp collections. (The Captain had even known somebody with a letterbox collection.) But a people collection? That»

Elizabeth Newton

«Novel is a particular form of narrative./ And narrative is a phenomenon which extends considerably beyond the scope of literature; it is one of the essential constituents of our understanding of reality. From the time we begin to understand language until our death, we are perpetually surrounded by narratives, first of all in our family, then at school, then through our encounters with people and reading.»

Michel Butor

«Some of these things are true and some of them lies. But they are all good stories.»

Hilary Mantel

«You know, in everyone’s life you go through just trying to learn what one times one is—one times one equals one.»

S.B. Redd

«But wishes are only granted in fairy tales.»

Simone Elkeles

«Remember this above all else: Never, ever appear like you once were, not to anyone.»

Meg Sefton

«You can't show me the Earth from space and fly right past the moon, entice me into this magical machine and invite me to come with you, and then ask me to stay behind!»

Elizabeth Newton

«Forcing the muse to let thoughts flow; equals to pushing a child, into labor.»

Aniruddha Sastikar

«Scripture trains us to listen to and learn from stories of all kinds, inside the sacred text and outside, and to discern patterns and meanings within them. Stories of all sorts form and shape the character of those who read them. We live within the narrative as creatures in search of an ending, in search of happiness.»

N.T. Wright

«You never give such relationships a thought, To give a thought, to take a thought is a function of dissociation, distance. You can't exercise memory until you've removed yourself from memory's source.»

Joyce Carol Oates

«No matter how many miles I move away, my love will always remain within the boundary of your heart»

Atul Purohit

«Aubrey, crouching on a nearby counter, watched me with squinty eyes, apparently pondering why anyone would willingly immerse themselves in water ever, let alone for extended periods of time.»

Richelle Mead

«How does evil arise? Where does it come from? We think of malevolent men-— murderers, rapists, tyrants—and somehow believe they are different creatures from us. They are not. All evil men were once innocent babes, once lovable children. Men make choices, some consistently bad. But those who choose the worst kinds of evil were typically guided into it.»

Daniel Ionson

«He had gone again and, emboldened by his first successful trip, had chosen a different sort of world to enter, that of THE MONK. He had studied the book with great care and finally selected a passage that was purely descriptive.»

Alan Ryan

«To Trin Tragula's horror, the shock completely annihilated her brain; but to his satisfaction he realized that he had proved conclusively that if life is going to exist in a Universe of this size, then the one thing it cannot afford to have is a sense of proportion.»

Douglas Adams

«But just then, for that fraction of time, it seems as though all things are possible. You can look across the limitations of your own life, and see that they are really nothing. In that moment when time stops, it is as though you know you could undertake any venture, complete it and come back to yourself, to find the world unchanged, and everything just as you left it a moment before. And it's as though knowing that everything is possible, suddenly nothing is necessary.»

Diana Gabaldon

«When you read the account of a murder - or, say, a fiction story based on murder - you usually begin with the murder itself. That's all wrong. The murder begins a long time beforehand. A murder is the culmination of a lot of different circumstances, all converging at a given moment at a given point. People are brought into it from different parts of the globe and for unforeseen reasons. [...] The murder itself is the end of the story. It's Zero Hour.”»

Agatha Christie

«Try to be someone upon whom nothing is lost!»

Henry James

«He felt as though the bones of his ribcage were snapping beneath the weight of the stone that God had laid over his heart.»

Daniel Silva

«It was the yearning she related to. Shriver seemed to understand the specific human pain of wanting and pushing away at the same time. It left her with a gorgeous ache, and when she turned the last page of the book and closed the cover, Norah's connection to the writer felt absolute. It was a breathless, consuming rapture....»

Ellen Meister

«I gave up worrying about the principles of fiction writing when I realized that there weren't any.»

Teri Louise Kelly

«Now she has power and passion and the struggle has significance for me-let the momentary consequences be what they may. Suppose that in her pride she becomes giddy, suppose that she does break with me-all right! -she has her freedom, but she will still belong to me. That the engagement should bind her is silly-I want to possess her only in her freedom»

Søren Kierkegaard

«I’m not smarter than you, I’m more knowledgeable than you, and that’s only because I’m older than you. Parents are always more knowledgeable than their children, and children are always smarter than their parents.»

Jonathan Safran Foer

«Collecting the Wings Of Pain ~ The Sordid Stings Of Love Is all I Gain»

Munish Maya

«Life really is a story, and every story comes to an end. At the same time, it seems we all leave in the middle of our own stories. It's who we become that gives the story body, form and meaning.»

Melinda West Seifert

«My body is no longer mine. My soul dormant. I am once again, possessed.»

«In life your rewards come from the gifts you give to others.»

Ken Donaldson

«That's the thing about fiction, that you live in it totally for a little while, but you must forget it, sometimes totally forget it, in order to go about the rest of your day.»

Catherine Lacey

«It was as if - this something I thought of only later, of course - she were gently peeling back one layer after another that covered a person's heart, a very sensual feeling.»

Haruki Murakami