“Anxiety's like a rocking chair. It gives you something to do, but it doesn't get you very far.” — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“A surprising number, like options in the cereal aisle, liberal studies graduates working fast food, people who don’t know Shakespeare coined the… — Dennis Vickers Copy Share Image
He'd felt like a jack-o-lantern for the past few days, as if his guts had been yanked out with a fork and… — Cassandra Clare 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
“I felt, by turns, numb, hot with a monstrous embarrassment, and sick as though I'd eaten splinters of glass and was slowly… — Vanora Bennett Copy Share Image
Love is like a booger, you pick and pick at it. Then when you get it you wonder how to get rid… — Mae West Copy Share Image
We only really know what is new, what suddenly introduces to our sensibility a change of tone which strikes us, that for… — Marcel Proust 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
“Love is like the human appendix. You take it for granted while it's there, but when it's suddenly gone you're forced to… — Reverend Jen Copy Share Image
“His voice is muddy, that's what it is. Dark and brown and muddy. A note to it like coffee left too long… — Jael McHenry (The Kitchen Daughter 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
“The purple, formalized, iridescent, gelatinous bladder of a Portuguese man-of-war was floating close beside the boat. It turned on its side and… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“The flock of birds always living in her chest these days had been startled. They flund themselves against the confines of her… — Kiersten White Copy Share Image
“He was going to die soon, you knew when you saw those eyes. There was no sign of life in his flesh,… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“Even in dying, a Thennanin ship was reputed to be not worth putting out of its misery. In battle they were slow,… — David Brin Copy Share Image
The poet, however, uses these two crude, primitive, archaic forms of thought (simile and metaphor) in the most uninhibited way, because his… — Northrop Frye Copy Share Image
“A brick could be used like a simile, and I’d like it. But not as much as I’d like it if you… — Jarod Kintz 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
Vamps who are dying, or think they are, give a piercing, eardrum-bursting shriek, like the love child of a screech owl and… — Faith Hunter Copy Share Image
“Stress level: extreme. It's like she was a jar with the lid screwed on too tight, and inside the jar were pickles,… — Fiona Wood Copy Share Image
Actually if a writer needs a dictionary he should not write. He should have read the dictionary at least three times from… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“Suddenly, she emitted a loud, long fart, like air escaping a beach ball, exhaust pipe of a Model T, tire-inflating hose at… — Dennis Vickers Copy Share Image
