Je pense que vous l’aurez peut-être compris en me lisant, je suis fan des citations sur les histoires. Les contes, les histoires, la littérature en général, pour moi c’est l’âme du monde. Et je trouve qu’aujourd’hui on manque encore un peu de piment, ou d’un certain type d’histoires. Voici une citation rédigée par une connaissance, que je trouve particulièrement révélatrice de certains mécanismes :
Listen; I will tell you a secret. Do you know how we got here, how the one-goders won? It was through the power of story. They told theirs over and over again, until enough people had heard it and believed. The sound of this story’s repetition drowned out all of the other stories until it alone was all anyone remembered, all that was tolerated. And then the world changed. But the hearts of men did not. Within each of us exists a longing for many stories – the weirder, more fantastic the story the better. And no matter how lovely, how meaningful a single story may be, it is never enough to completely satisfy us. Because deep down we know that this is the way the world is, woven together from countless stories. Eventually when that longing for novel stories grew strong enough some among us woke up and remembered the way things used to be. They began to tell the stories once more, the stories that make the world. And things began to change. The many gods live in their many stories. Never forget. Never stop telling the stories.