Metaphor Quotes

I'm oxygen and he's dying to breathe.

I'm a little pencil in the hand of a writing God, who is sending a love letter to the world.

Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come.

Life is a journey. Time is a river. The door is ajar

I was running and deliberately lost my way. The world far off and nothing but my breath and the very next step and it’s like hypnosis. The feeling of conquering my own aliveness with no task but to keep going, making every way the right away and that’s a metaphor for everything.

The poet, however, uses these two crude, primitive, archaic forms of thought (simile and metaphor) in the most uninhibited way, because his job is not to describe nature, but to show you a world completely absorbed and possessed by the human mind.

A writer will divine a metaphor from a pattern on a dress, or a gesture, because sunsets have been done before.

I was born with the ability to see in metaphor.

A metaphor is not an ornament. It is an organ of perception. Through metaphors, we see the world as one thing or another.

Happiness is the china shop; love is the bull.

She's the kind of girl who climbed the ladder of success wrong by wrong.

People say that eyes are windows to the soul.

Life is a moderately good play with a badly written third act.

Life' wrote a friend of mine, 'is a public performance on the violin, in which you must learn the instrument as you go along.

But what he didn't understand was that this dreamland was preferable,walking through this life half-sleeping,everything at arm's length or farther away.
I understood those mermaids.I didn't care if they sang to me.All I wanted was to block out all the human voices as they called me name again and again,pulling me upward into light,to drown.

Know that diamonds and roses are as uncomfortable when they tumble from one's lips as toads and frogs: colder, too, and sharper, and they cut.

Blessed are the doubters: for they shall not be easily fooled.

Failure is the condiment that gives success its flavor.

Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely.

The nail that sticks out farthest gets hammered the hardest.