All of us tell stories. Some more skillfully than others, some more enthusiastically than others, some more silently than others. Stories about us, about the people we know, about the people whom people we know know, and we tell them with relish, disdain, knowingly, compassionately. 935 more words
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“The tales and myths and legends did, I am now more sure than ever I was, exactly what Coleridge said they did. They made it clear there was another world, beside the world of having to be a child in a house, an inner world and a vast outer world with large implications – good and evil, angels and demons, fate and love and terror and beauty – and the comfort of the inevitable ending, not only the happy ending against odds, but the tragic one too.” – A.S.