Quotes About Metaphor

Put romantic love at the center of a novel today, and who could be persuaded that in its pursuit the characters are going to get to something large? That love is going to throw them up against themselves in such a way that we will all learn something important about how we got to be as we are, or how the time in which we live got to be as it is. No one, it seems to me. Today, I think, love as a metaphor is an act of nostalgia, not of discovery.

Cuando una novela nos da menos de lo que muchos de nosotros sabemos, nos hallamos ante una escritura conservada. Una escritura así está más cerca del sentimentalismo que de la realidad. El lector siente que la obra peca de sentimentalismo porque las metáforas no son precisas. Para llegar a esas terminaciones nerviosas, una metáfora ha de ser exacta, no aproximada. La metáfora exacta es el oro del escritor.

Women are like elephants to me. I like to look at them, but I wouldn't want to own one.

Women are like elephants. I like to look at 'em, but I wouldn't want to own one.

Women are like elephants to me. I like to look at 'em, but I wouldn't want to own one.

The crack in the tea-cup opens A lane to the land of the dead.

I'll love you, dear, I'll love you Till China and Africa meet, And the river jumps over the mountain And the salmon sing in the street, I'll love you till the ocean Is folded and hung up to dry And the seven stars go squawking Like geese about the sky.

where to all species except the talkative have been allotted the niche and diet that become them. This, whatever micro- biology may think, is the world we really live in and that saves our sanity, who know all too well how the most erudite mind behaves in the dark without a surround it is called on to interpret, how, discarding rhythm, punctuation, metaphor, it sinks into a driveling monologue, too literal to see a joke or distinguish a penis from a pencil.

A computer is like air conditioning - it becomes useless when you open Windows

Old age is that night of life as night is the old age of day. Still night is full of magnificence and for many it is more brilliant than the day.

My dad always said, If someone hands you a lemon, make lemonade. Plus that also works wonderfully as a metaphor.

dating you would be like a series of unnecessary root canals interspersed with occasional makeout sessions.

Jesus Christ—who, as it turns out, was born of a virgin, cheated death, and rose bodily into the heavens—can now be eaten in the form of a cracker

No fruit dies so vile and offensive a death as the banana.

Death lies on her like an untimely frost.

She knew herself, how she had slowly, over years, become a cat, a wolf, a snake, anything but a girl. How she had wrung out her girlhood like death.

Announcing your death should be like announcing that you are a lunar moth: It must be done quietly or it will not be believed.

Corpses are more fit to be thrown out than is dung.

Nay, in death's hand, the grape-stone proves As strong as thunder is in Jove's.

Vonnegut could not help looking back, despite the danger of being turned metaphorically into a pillar of salt, into am emblem of the death that comes to those who cannot let go of the past

You may have a wen or a cancer upon your person and not be able to cut it out lest you bleed to death; but surely it is no way tocure it, to engraft it and spread it over your whole body.

He was deader than a shrunken head at a Hackey Sack festival.

Compared with the rest of us she was silver, while we were pewter, a common mixture of lead and tin.

I sure wasn't going to ask Aunt Sally, because if she told me once that getting your period was like a moth becoming a butterfly, she'd probably say that sexual intercourse was like a deer getting antlers or something.