No need to fear me, boy. I always leave one man alive to tell the tale.[to Henry]
There are days that define your story beyond your life, like the day they arrived.
Watson wrote the story, but he changed the ending.
The past is just a story we tell ourselves.
I wish I could do it myself, but dead men tell no tales.
Your story may not have such a happy beginning, but that doesn’t make you who you are. It is the rest of your story. Who you choose to be.[to Po]
You know this story. The crack of lightning. A mad genius. An unholy creation.The world, of course, remembers the monster, not the man. But sometimes, when you look closely… There’s more to a tale. Sometimes the monster is the man.
You best start believing in ghost stories, Miss Turner. You’re in one!
We’ve got two stories here. We got a story about degenerate clergy. And we got a story about a bunch of lawyers turning child abuse into a cottage industry. Now, which story do you want us to write? Cause we’re writing one of them.
We’re gonna tell this story, we’re gonna tell it right.
The art of survival, is a story that never ends.
Stories don’t end. They only go their separate ways. We take leave of them. Not knowing what comes after.
