Quotes About Metaphor

La sexualidad es animal; el erotismo es humano.... Y que consiste, esencialmente, en desviar o cambiar el impulso sexual reproductor y transformarlo en una representación. El amor... es una ceremonia y representación... una purificación..que transforma al sujeto y al objeto del encuentro erótico en personas únicas. El amor es la metáfora final de la sexualidad.

We passed through forests of fire, forded rivers of light and forged dark seas and mountains of snow and ice. Each crossing took us thousands of years, though it seemed no more than the blink of an eye.

I don't want to be a tree, I want to be its meaning.

yo no quiero ser un árbol, sino su significado.

I once heard a tale of a man who split himself in two. The one part never changed at all; the other grew and grew. The changeless part was always true, The growing part was always new, And I wondered, when the tale was through, Which part was me, and which was you.

Metaphorical flavor doesn't influence reality," said the expendable.

I hate vulgar realism in literature. The man who would call a spade a spade should be compelled to use one.

A simile committing suicide is always a depressing spectacle.

American beer like sex on boat. Both fucking close to water.

Wrong, and wrong agains,' he said. 'The likeness is already there. The metaphor only sees it. And it is not a mere figure of speech. It is the very essence of our minds as we seek to make sense of our surroundings, our experiences, ourselves, seeing similarities, parallels, connections. We cannot help it. Even as the mind fails, it goes on trying to make sense of what is happening to it.

The perfect metaphor, he said, looming up suddenly out of nowhere in the middle of your maiden voyage, unseen until it is nearly upon you, unavoidable even when you try to swerve, unexpected even though there have been warnings all along. [...]

The razorous shoulder blades sawing under the pale skin.

The unconscious has] been on its own for a long time. Of course it has no access to the world except through your own sensorium. Otherwise it would just labor in the dark. Like your liver. For historical reasons it's loath to speak to you. It prefers drama, metaphor, pictures. But it understands you very well. And it has no other cause save yours.

And so everything is supposed to hang on the speed of light but nobody wants to talk about the speed of dark.

If you stretched a piece of music—so to speak—as the tone drew away the color would fade.

Oh, if you're a bird, be an early bird And catch the worm for your breakfast plate. If you're a bird, be an early bird But if you're a worm, sleep late.

Perhaps the story in the book is just the lid on a pan: it always stays the same, but underneath there's a whole world that goes on – developing and changing like our own world.

Perhaps the story in the book is just the lid on the pan; it always stays the same, but underneath there's a whole world that goes on developing and changing like our own.

Which skin shall I give you, Clara Ferber? Do you want fur? Do you want stone?

Kingdom of Heaven is really a metaphor for a state of consciousness.

People know how to deal with a desktop intuitively. If you walk into an office, there are papers on the desk. The one on the top is the most important. People know how to switch priority. Part of the reason we model our computers on metaphors like the desktop is that we can leverage this experience people already have.

When he was turning thirty, Jobs had used a metaphor about record albums. He was musing about why folks over thirty develop rigid thought patterns and tend to be less innovative. People get stuck in those patterns, just like grooves in a record, and they never get out of them, he said. At age forty-five, Jobs was now about to get out of his groove.

poetry as a language within a language

The Jew who abandons his faith," he once said, "is in a similar position to a snail that abandons his shell. He is still a snail."68