we become the stories we tell ourselves

We live in the stories we tell ourselves.

We tell ourselves stories in order to live.… We look for the sermon in the suicide, for the social or moral lesson in the murder of five. We interpret what we see, select the most workable of the multiple choices. We live entirely, especially if we are writers, by the imposition of a narrative line upon disparate images, by the “ideas” with which we have learned to freeze the shifting phantasmagoria which is our actual experience.

It all comes down to the stories you tell yourself.

In the end, we'll all become stories.

We tell ourselves stories in order to live. We live entirely by the impression of a narrative line upon disparate images, the shifting phantasmagoria, which is our actual experience.

4: Stories let us lie to ourselves. And those lies satisfy our desires.

The narratives we create in order to justify our actions and choices become in so many ways who we are.

The truth about our own modest contribution might immobilize us: much easier then, to tell ourselves a story about how much we make our own reality.

For we are all bound in stories, and as the years pile up they turn to stone, layer upon layer, building our lives.

In the end, we'll all become stories. Or else we'll become entities. Maybe it's the same.

If we live long enough, we become caricatures of ourselves.

Fear, to a great extent, is born of a story we tell ourselves,

There are stories hidden in the language we use, whether we're conscious of them or not. They tell the truth of our hearts and minds.