Quotes About Metaphor

Life is like a grapefruit. Well, it's sort of orangy-yellow and dimpled on the outside, wet and squidgy in the middle. It's got pips inside, too. Oh, and some people have a half a one for breakfast.

Life is a rose; beware of the thorns.

En otro tiempo creí que la abeja era un beso con alas. Acabo de mojar mi dedo en un panal, y todo el perfume de la miel nueva se evaporó. Ha cesado de agradarme la miel.

It was like that old riddle about replacing the handle of an axe, and later the head—when you were done, was it a new axe or the old one?

Night falls. Or has fallen. Why is it that night falls, instead of rising, like the dawn?... Maybe night falls because it's heavy, a thick curtain pulled up over the eyes. Wool blanket.

Bessie- A man picking out a wife is like asking a cow to pick out a farmer.

I'm the Beast. You're the Beauty," he said. "It's all a story, isn't it?

Pesci, non siamo altro che pesci... branchie che si gonfiano e si chiudono... poi viene un gabbiano che dall'alto ci prende e mentre ci smembra ci fa volare, forse questo è l'amore.

Death is the Santa Claus of the adult world. Except Santa Claus in reverse. The guy who takes all the presents away.

A soul is a water changing its freshness and depth according to the soul that drinks it.

To resist metaphor is very difficult because you have to actually endure the thing itself.

They say fish should swim thrice * * * first it should swim in the sea (do you mind me?) then it should swim in butter, and at last, sirrah, it should swim in good claret.

The onion is the truffle of the poor.

Food for thought, eat my words with your mind: Emcees are grapes, and grapes are crushed to wine.

England is merely an island of beef swimming in a warm gulf stream of gravy.

Of course I didn't pioneer the use of food in fiction: it has been a standard literary device since Chaucer and Rabelais, who used food wonderfully as a metaphor for sensuality.

Tame birds sing of freedom. Wild birds fly.

If an eagle be imprisonedon the back of a coin, and the coin tossedinto the sky, the coin will spin, the coin will flutter, but the eagle will never fly.

Giving birth is like taking your lower lip and forcing it over your head.

Sometimes you're the windshield; sometimes you're the bug.

Can she sing? She's practically a Florence Nightingale.

I like my relationships like I like my eggs. Over easy.

An overripe banana, yellow outside, squishy in

Hunger is not only the best cook, but also the best physician.