Quotes About Symbolism

It was odd to see her stepping out of that gloomy place, like a pearl coming out of an oyster.

But I had to admit that maybe the reason I'd had a meltdown wasn't just about the shower. I think the shower door was, like, a metaphor. It represented everything that was bad.

I never yet touched a fig leaf that didn't turn into a price tag.

The storyless story is a vagina with teeth.

In religious thought, a person may ride a horse into the sky (Mohammed), ascend to heaven in a chariot of fire (Elijah), rise to the stars in a carriage drawn by six dragons (Huang Ti, the founder of the Chinese empire), or gain knowledge and afterlife in passing through the digestive tract of a feathered serpent (Maya kings). In

351.Statues in parks: If the horse has both front legs in the air, the person died in battle; if the horse has one front leg in the air, the person died as a result of wounds received in battle; if the horse has all four legs on the ground, the person died of natural causes.

By stripping down an image to its essential "meaning", an artist can amplify that meaning in a way that realistic art can't.

A print book is really a kind of tree zombie.

Be advised my passport's green. No glass of ours was ever raised to toast the Queen.

I remembered the last time Annabeth and I had parted ways, when she'd given me a kiss for luck in Mount St. Helens. This time, all I got was the hat.

A reader can never tell if it's a real thimble or an imaginary thimble, because by the time you're reading it, they're the same. It's a thimble. It's in the book.

A theology whose god is a metaphor is wasting its time.

There is no such thing as material covetousness. All covetousness is spiritual. ...Any so-called material thing that you want is merely a symbol: you want it not for itself, but because it will content your spirit for the moment.

Aside from recurrance, revision, and commensurate symbolic reference, echoes also reveal emptiness. Since objects always impede acoustic reflection, only empty places can create echoes of lasting clarity.

The orange flames waved at the crowd as paper and print dissolved inside them. Burning words were torn from their sentences.

When I recollect her, I see a long list of colors, but it's the three in which I saw her in the flesh that resonate the most. Sometimes I manage to float far above those three moments. I hang suspended, until a septic truth bleeds toward clarity. That's when I see them formulate: THE COLORS RED: [rectangle] WHITE: [circle] BLACK: [swastika] They fall on top of each other. The scribbled signature black, onto the blinding global white, onto the thick soupy red.

For me, the sky was the color of Jews.

Another noteworthy point is that the first was stolen from snow and the second from fire.

By the way—I like this human idea of the grim reaper. I like the scythe. It amuses me.)

Chapter One: It was quite fitting that the entire town was sleeping when the dream carrier was born...

One thing I've noticed about the Germans: They seem very fond of pigs.

When she came to write her story, she would wonder exactly when the books and the words started to mean not just something, but everything

Jedna byla zlodÄ›jka knih. Ten druhý kradl oblohu.

That's what happens when you personify hopes and dreams in one person. He becomes nothing more than a literary device.