“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
Poetic simile was strictly limited to statements like 'his mighty steed was as fleet as the wind on a fairly calm day,… — Terry Pratchett Copy Share Image
“Detonations crash in from nearby like walls she's a void at the center of.” — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“A novel rough draft is like bread dough; you need to beat the crap out of it for it to rise.” — Chris Baty Copy Share Image
Insanity hovered close at hand, like an eager waiter at an expensive restaurant. — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
It sounded like a piece of blackboard being dragged over the nails of a wall of severed fingers. — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“The amount of perfume she had on was like a human sacrifice on Incense Night.” — Stephen Moles Copy Share Image
“We were a bit like bacon and eggs, where y'know, the chicken is involved, but the pig is really committed? I totally… — Dawn French 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
And than suddenly he was there, charging down the hallway like death in a cowboy duster. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
And so I began to read,' Sorkar said. 'And at first the complete works were like a jungle, the language was quicksand.… — Vikram Chandra 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
“Hung in the air like fart gas in an elevator, insecurity in a prom ballroom, guilt around a police lineup.” — Dennis Vickers Copy Share Image
“Past love is as good as a past dream, intangible, impossible to share.” — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
“His lips made a grim twist that was like the joyless cousin of a smile.” — Laini Talyor Copy Share Image
“Wrinkles appeared and disappeared as he squinted his eyes and relaxed them, like someone peering into a strobe light, police car-top beacon,… — Dennis Vickers Copy Share Image
and her skin shone luminous and impossibly pale, as if it drank light from the moon. — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
The beautiful part of writing is that you don't have to get it right the first time, unlike, say, a brain surgeon.… — Robert Cormier Copy Share Image
“A funny thing happened post-diagnosis. They put him on drugs, things went up and down, but he lived. He lived. It was… — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“The thought washed over me like water on a flower shop window, like a soothing, cool lotion after you've showered and spent… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
This coffee falls into your stomach, and straightway there is a general commotion. Ideas begin to move like the battalions of the… — Honore de Balzac Copy Share Image
“I wanted to hold onto the house the way you'd hold onto a love letter. It was proof that I had not… — Ottessa Moshfegh Copy Share Image
