I did not want to tell her what happened, but I had to now. I could not stop talking because now I had started my story, it wanted to be finished. We cannot choose where to start and stop. Our stories...

We all tell stories - to ourselves and to each other. Some of learn to tell only the most interesting bits.

Sometimes we are able to better understand a theory or concept through a story… such stories teach you, enlighten you, and entertain you at the same time.

Are infinite possibilities a storyteller's worst enemy or best friend? I'd say a bit of both really and one must be grateful for this paradox.

How could an alphabet - letters that didn't even mean anything by themselves - be important?

The only difference between the noble master and the real pirate is with those who share their spoils

Most people have lived at least one event during their lives is a truly unique event, and it is completely suitable for formulating it in a short story.

Our lives, our stories, flowed into one another's, were no longer our own, individual, discrete.

Don't lies eventually lead to the truth? And don't all my stories, true or false, tend toward the same conclusion? Don't they all have the same meaning? So what does it matter whether they are true or...

He did not use these things anymore, and yet, the thought of letting them go made him sad. He felt they represented times in his life he could not recall without their presence. They represented...

For my father there was no sharper way to understand a country than by listening to its stories.

Stories aren't made of language: they're made of something else. A little earlier I said that stories were about life; perhaps they're made of life.

We were the people who were not in the papers. We lived in the blank white spaces at the edges of print. It gave us more freedom.We lived in the gaps between the stories.

You will go on and meet someone else and I'll just be a chapter in your tale, but for me, you were, you are and you always will be, the whole story.

When you hear a true story, there is a part of you that responds to it regardless of art, regardless of evidence. Let it be the most obvious fabrication and you will still believe whatever truth is in...

There is, I believe now, a force in stories, words in motion, that either drives them forward past things into feelings or doesn't. Sometimes the words fly over the fence and all the way out to the...