Quotes About Metaphor

student Theaetetus to imagine the mind as a block of wax "on which we stamp what we perceive or conceive." Whatever is impressed upon the wax, Socrates said, we remember and know, provided the image remains in the wax, but "whatever is obliterated or cannot be impressed, we forget and do not know."1 A metaphor so suggestive and widespread that we still say that an experience "made an impression.

Where, then, is our orator running off to, who was going to speak about a palm, but talks of nothing but a gourd? "It started as a wine jar, why does it end as a water jug?

I'm like a ripe stool, and the world's like a gigantic anus, and so we're about to let go of each other.

Allegory and metaphor work by linking together two normally unconnected ideas in order to startle the reader into seeing something they thought they knew in a different light. Strictly speaking metaphors aren't coincidences, as they are man-made, but they work the same trick: fusing unrelated entities to power a revelation.

There is rebirth and an image of rebirth, and it is by means of this image that one must be reborn. What image is this? It is resurrection. Image must arise through image.

The last time I was inside a woman was when I went to the Statue of Liberty.

Graze on my lips; and if those hills be dry, stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie.

Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, But which will bloom most constantly?

Love is like a beautiful flower which I may not touch, but whose fragrance makes the garden a place of delight just the same

Love is like the measles. The older you get it, the worse the attack.

Love is like a rose. It looks beautiful on the outside...but there is always pain hidden somewhere.

Marriage is like putting your hand into a bag of snakes in the hope of pulling out an eel.

I am not a tomato

leaves still cling to the trees, but the sun is telling them to drop dead.

whose brain was no bigger than a medium-sized walnut,

So life is like fruit growing on the end of the branches..? -that's right.. -... it's like fruit.

Endorfina se cala un Camel light entre los rubíes que le sirven de labios y exhala un cúmulo para Playmóbiles. Me gustaría ser un Camel light: rodar entre sus dedos, atravesar su paladar de princesa, trasformarme en humo ligero y descender haciendo rápel por su esófago, lamer sus senos desde dentro antes de acabar convertido en una flor de alquitrán plantada en sus pulmones.

Entierro mi sombra gigante en la fosa de mi corazón, una especie de lavadora con sangre en lugar de agua y piel en lugar de ropa. Tiempo de secado: toda una vida.

Ea îmi picur?-n vene stropi de cer artificial, m? preface în pas?re de pânz?.

The hotter the furnace the finer the gold.

Autumn again getting old is like a bird flying into a cloud

You see, Marriage is like a Coffin, and each Kid is another Nail.

I Like The Way That when you Tilt Poems On their side They Look like Miniature Cities From A long way Away. Skyscrapers Made out Of Words.

Start fires. But only metaphorically. Unless you are cold and it's a safe setting. In which case: start fires.