A little story is supported by a lot of untold backstory. What they get is more than what they see.
I never feel more alive than when I'm in great pain, struggling against insurmountable odds and untold adversity. Hardship? Suffering? Bring it!
After half an hour the drug hit me like a sensuous tidal wave. I turned into a tactile temptress and wanted to stroke the whole world. It gave me untold confidence.
If you took the city of Tokyo and turned it upside down and shook it you would be amazed at the animals that fall out: badgers, wolves, boa constrictors, crocodiles, ostriches, baboons, capybaras, wild boars, leopards, manatees, ruminants, in untold numbers. There is no doubt in my mind that that feral giraffes and feral hippos have been living in Tokyo for generations without seeing a soul.
There are so many untold stories when it comes to great women of color.
To forgive is the highest, most beautiful form of love. In return, you will receive untold peace and happiness.
The distant soul can shake the distant friend's soul and make the longing felt, over untold miles.
Through its imperialist system Britain brought about untold suffering of millions of people. And this is an historical fact. To be able to admit this would increase the respect, you know, which we have for British institutions.
My own view on religion is that of Lucretius. I regard it as a disease born of fear and as a source of untold misery to the human race.
Untold millions are still untold.
A story untold could be the one that kills you.
I have been an unabashed fan of NPR for many years, and have stolen untold excellent ideas from its programming.
The aim of untold millions is to be free to do exactly as they choose and for someone else to pay when things go wrong.
O, what an untold world there is in one human heart!
There is a clarity, a brilliance to space that simply doesn't exist on earth, even on a cloudless summer's day in the Rockies, and nowhere else can you realize so fully the majesty of our Earth and be so awed at the thought that it's only one of untold thousands of planets.
The sad ending is only because the author stops telling the story. But it still goes on. It's just untold.
We can just as easily have an economy that is based on healing the future instead of stealing it. We can either create assets for the future or take the assets of the future. One is called restoration and the other exploitation. And whenever we exploit the earth we exploit people and cause untold suffering. Working for the earth is not a way to get rich, it is a way to be rich.
Why are deadly weapons being sold to those who plan to inflict untold suffering on individuals and society? Sadly, the answer, as we all know, is simply for money: money that is drenched in blood, often innocent blood. In the face of this shameful and culpable silence, it is our duty to confront the problem and to stop the arms trade.
A story must be told or there'll be no story, yet it is the untold stories that are most moving.
It sometimes strikes me how immensely fortunate I am that each day should take its place in my life, either reddened with the rising and setting sun, or refreshingly cool with deep, dark clouds, or blooming like a white flower in the moonlight. What untold wealth!
