#Narrator
Quotes about narrator
In the realm of storytelling, the narrator holds a pivotal role, serving as the voice that guides us through the intricate tapestry of tales. This figure, whether omniscient or limited, first-person or third, shapes our understanding and emotional connection to the narrative. The narrator is not just a conveyor of events but a lens through which we perceive the world of the story, offering insights, biases, and perspectives that enrich our experience. People are drawn to quotes about narrators because they encapsulate the essence of storytelling itself—the art of weaving words into worlds. These quotes often reveal the power of perspective, the subtlety of voice, and the impact of narrative style on our interpretation of events. They remind us of the profound influence a narrator can have, not only in literature but in our own lives, as we each become narrators of our personal stories. By exploring these quotes, we gain a deeper appreciation for the craft of storytelling and the unique voices that bring stories to life, inviting us to reflect on how narratives shape our understanding of reality.
It seems strange and inaccurate, when writing of what oneself once was, to speak of oneself as 'I,' especially when I find it difficult to own up to some of the actions performed by the people I once was . . . the only way to make sense of our existences is to set the stories of our lives down on paper, to try to make one tale that shows how the twentieth century turned Harold Winslow into Harold Winslow into Harold Winslow into me.
I think I knew even then it would be my maps that would take me across the world, to places and people unknown and into cultures otherwise closed to me. In mapping them I would come to know them a little and at times my very eagerness pained me.
Then he imagined his narrator standing before it, imagined that the gaslight cut across worlds and not just years, that the author and the narrator, while they couldn’t face each other, could intuit each other’s presence by facing the same light, a kind of correspondence.
But now I became fascinated by the chasm between who this person had been as Mary Claire Griffith at fifteen and who she'd become as Cleo Ray at twenty-five.
In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since."Whenever you feel like criticizing any one," he told me, "just remember that all the people in this world haven't had the advantages that you've had.
I exist only in the soles of my feet and in the tired muscles of my thighs. We have been walking for hours it seems. But where? I cannot remember.
Ezra clapped his hands. "all right," he said. "In addition to the books we're reading as a class, I want to do an extra side project on unreliable narrators." Devon Arliss raised her hand. "what does that mean?" Ezra strode around the room. "well, the narrator tells us the story in the book, right? But what if... the narrator isn't telling us the truth? Maybe he's telling us his skewed version of the story to get you on his side. Or to scare you. Or maybe he's crazy!
Six silent people in a room got me to thinking about the voice we hear in our heads when we read, the universal narrator's voice you may well be hearing right now. Whose voice *is* it you're hearing? It's not your own, is it? I didn't think so. It never is. So I posed the question out loud...”"...When you read a book, whose voice is it you hear inside your head?" "It's certainly not my own", said Harj, and the others chimed in with the same claim."Then whose it?