“Our house was like sleeping beauties palace after the enchanted spell is cast” — Karen Foxlee Copy Share Image
“Her memory like a skipping record, bumping continually up against the scratch.” — Kristen Roupenian Copy Share Image
“Detonations crash in from nearby like walls she's a void at the center of.” — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“My emotions swirl like leaves caught in the breath of a dust devil, and the only thing I can seem to hold… — Emily Murdoch Copy Share Image
A plot without action is like pasta without garlic, like Dolly Parton without cleavage, and like a writer without his similes. — Dean Koontz Copy Share Image
I'll buy metaphor, but simile's a cop-out used by scaredycats who won't commit to anything. Simile's for cowards. — Alan Garner Copy Share Image
“Deep ridges crossed his forehead like terraces in a Thai hillside, tucks in a leather cushion, troughs across a bloodhound’s jowls.” — Dennis Vickers Copy Share Image
Reasoning with a drunkard is like Going under water with a torch to seek for a drowning man. — Thiruvalluvar Copy Share Image
And than suddenly he was there, charging down the hallway like death in a cowboy duster. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Faded like morning fog in the rising sun, sports team logo on a cheap T-shirt, ninety-nine dollar paint job on a Chevy.” — Dennis Vickers Copy Share Image
“Rang in my ears like Easter morning churchbells in Rome, rumble from an unmuffled Harley, fireworks shells exploding over a Fourth-of-July parade.” — Dennis Vickers Copy Share Image
Today was a very cold and bitter day, as cold and bitter as a cup of hot chocolate, if the cup of… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Lugh's decided to stick with bein mad at me. It's like traveling with a storm cloud. One of them that hangs low… — Moira Young Copy Share Image
“You," Madeline said, her voice hollow and wheezing, "are like a bad case of herpes, wizard. You're inconvenient, embarassing, no real threat,… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
London opens to you like a novel itself. [...] It is divided into chapters, the chapters into scenes, the scenes into sentences;… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
I can never look now at the Milky Way without wondering from which of those banked clouds of stars the emissaries are… — Arthur C. Clarke Copy Share Image
“Mori smiled properly. The lines around his eyes were deeper than usual now. They made him look like an old photograph of… — Natasha Pulley Copy Share Image
You see, it's really quite simple. A simile is just a mode of comparison employing 'as' and 'like' to reveal the hidden… — Norton Juster Copy Share Image
“Fluorescent lights on the ceiling lit up the white Formica top of her desk like an operating table, white-sand beach at high… — Dennis Vickers Copy Share Image
“That night I dreamt about the roses laid at the wrong feet—the feet of the nurse. Each bit of the dream was… — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
When describing nature, a writer should seize upon small details, arranging them so that the reader will see an image in his… — Anton Chekhov Copy Share Image
“When I was small my mother tried to teach me the colors. "Blue," she said, pointing to the sky. And "blue" again,… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“It seemed my whole life was composed of these disjointed fractions of time, hanging around in one public place and then another,… — Donna Tartt Copy Share Image
“The nice thing about poetry is that you’re always stretching the definitions of words. Lawyers and scientists and scholars of one sort… — Pete Seeger Copy Share Image
We come to the New Testament, where again a host of imperative verbs is mustered in support of that miserable bondage of… — Martin Luther Copy Share Image
He glanced back at the wall. How like a mirror, too, her face. Impossible; for how many people did you know who… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“The poems that used to entrance me in the days of Miss Violence now struck me as overdone and sickly. Alas, burthen,… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
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