Regina Spektor Quotes

To me and my kind life itself is a story and we have to tell it in stories - that is the way it falls.

A human being is nothing but a story with skin around it.

We tell ourselves stories in order to live.

There is only one type of story in the world-your story.

I think we're always in the process of writing and rewriting the story of our lives, forming our experiences into a narrative that makes sense. Much of that work involves demythologizing family myths and cultural myths - getting free of what we have been told about ourselves.

How often do we tell our own life story? How often do we adjust, embellish, make sly cuts? And the longer life goes on, the fewer are those around to challenge our account, to remind us that our life is not our life, merely the story we have told about our life. Told to others, but — mainly — to ourselves.

Over and over, we start our own tales, compose our own stories, whether our lives are short or long. Until at last all our beginnings come down to just one end, and the tale of who we are is done.

I had always felt life first as a story: and if there is a story there is a story-teller

To be human is to be in a story.

Each person's life is a story that is telling itself in the living.

I suppose the other thing too many forget is that we were all stories once, each and every one of us. And we remain stories. But too often we allow those stories to grow banal, or cruel or unconnected to each other.We allow the stories to continue, but they no longer have a heart. They no longer sustain us.

A man is always a teller of tales, he lives surrounded by his stories and the stories of others, he sees everything that happens to him through them; and he tries to live his life as if he were recounting it.

This is what I thought: for the most banal even to become an adventure, you must (and this is enough) begin to recount it. This is what fools people: a man is always a teller of tales, he sees everything that happens to him through them; and he tries to live his own life as if he were telling a story. But you have to choose: live or tell.

What do you know about yourself? What are your stories? The ones you tell yourself, and the ones told by others. All of us begin somewhere. Though I suppose the truth is that we begin more than once; we begin many times. Over and over, we start our own tales, compose our own stories, whether our lives are short or long. Until at last all our beginnings come down to just one end, and the tale of who we are is done.

The world was more than a place. Life was more than an event. It was all one thing, and that thing was: story.

Anyone at any age is able to tell the story of his or her life with authority.

We have to trust that our stories deserve to be told. We may discover that the better we tell our stories the better we will want to live them.

Every so often my life will feel like a story. It doesn't have to be a big thing; in fact, most often, it's just the opposite.

She smiled. “Life is full of stories. Or maybe life is only stories. Good night, my dear Nao.

There is no life of a man, faithfully recorded, but is a heroic poem of its sort, rhymed or unrhymed.

The story of your life is not your life; it's your story.

I don't think I've ever really pursued telling my story, but I think things come to you at the right time.

We have, each of us, a life story, whose continuity, whose sense, is our lives.

I long To hear the story of your life, which must Take the ear strangely.

We are reading the story of our lives As though we were in it As though we had written it.