... because we had survivedsisters and brothers, daughters and sons, we discovered bones that rosefrom the dark earth and sangas white birds in the trees Because the story of our lifebecomes our life Because each of us tells the same storybut tells it differentlyand none of us tells it the same way twice. . (from, Why We Tell Stories) Lisel Mueller
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A good storyteller is a very special sort of person. One who can not only tell a story but can also touch your heart with each word that comes from their lips. When you hear a good story, one that really moves you, it becomes part of your soul, and you carry it with you throughout your life. Sometimes the best stories are the ones that live in our hearts and minds for a long time after we have heard them.

We remember them and we carry them with us. They make us feel good, they make us think about life and change things up a bit to make them better.

Source: The Private Life: Poems

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