Rumour was the messenger Of defamation, and so swift, that none Could be the first to tell an evil tale.
O Reader! had you in your mind Such stores as silent thought can bring, O gentle Reader! you would find A tale in everything.
I hope that even if you remember not a single word of mine, you remember those of Seneca, another of those old Romans I met when I fled down the Classics corridor, in retreat from career ladders, in search of ancient wisdom: As is a tale, so is life: not how long it is, but how good it is, is what matters.
In the tale, in the telling, we are all one blood.
Shark Tale feels borrowed, sampled and dittoed from the collective funniness of the past 10 years in studio-made animation.
This isn't a fairy tale. It's New York City.
Each of us embodies, in a particular tale and clothed in the garments of time & place, universal truth and everlasting life.
'Snow White' is an old fairy tale, so obviously the idea of vanity and obsession with youth is long-standing. With today's science, people have become crazy with trying to move their face around. It's bizarre.
If you see the magic in a fairy tale, you can face the future.
You discovered yourself and what really mattered only after you passed through the lens of the fairy tale, imposed on every human female and male alike, that someone existed out in the forest of the world for you to love and marry.
Never trust the artist. Trust the tale. The proper function of the critic is to save the tale from the artist who created it.
There are few joys to compare with the telling of a well-told tale.
The monument of death will outlast the memory of the dead. The Pyramids do not tell the tale which was confided to them; the living fact commemorates itself.
I always wanted the fairy tale, but now I want someone who is a great partner.
In the fairy tale, an incomprehensible happiness rests upon an incomprehensible condition. A box is opened and all evils fly out. A word is forgotten and cities perish. A lamp is lit and love flies away. An apple is eaten and the hope of God is gone.
Give Mozart a fairy tale and he creates without effort an immortal masterpiece.
As one tale ends, so another begins.
Intern is not just a gripping tale of becoming a doctor. It's also a courageous critique, a saga of an immigrant family living (at times a little uneasily) the American dream, and even a love story. A great read and a valuable addition to the literature—and I use the word advisedly—of medical training.
The right sort of gossip is a charming and stimulating thing. The Odyssey itself is simply glorious gossip, and the same may be said of nearly every tale of mingled fact and legend which has been handed down to us through the ages.
Has my tale turned you speechless? Come, curse me or kiss me or call me a liar. Something.