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Quotes About Metaphor

In an analogy that would prove all too apt, Max Weber likened the city to "a human being with his skin removed.
~ Erik Larson
He always thought of the sea as la mar which is what people call her in Spanish when they love her. Sometimes those who love her say bad things of her but they are always said as though she were a woman.
~ Ernest Hemingway
Sex without sin is like an egg without salt. —Luis Buñuel
~ Esther Perel
Do rhinoceroses cough?
~ Eugene Ionesco
Sometimes it was hard to tell whether the fog was rolling in over the city or whether the city was drifting out to meet it.
~ Eugenides, Jeffrey
death is the only water to wash away this dirt
~ Euripides
Using a well-worn metaphor, culture can be viewed as the software that runs the hardware of human society.
~ Andrew Jones
Stories are not just entertainment, not to me. A story records and transmits the experience of being human. It teaches us what it's like to be who we are. Nothing but art can do this. There is no science that can capture the inner life. No words can describe it directly. We can only speak of it in metaphors. We can only say: it's like this—this story, this picture, this song.
~ Andrew Klavan
A metaphor has three parts: the object we are trying to describe, the term we use to describe it, and the idea that is conveyed when the two come together. In this, a metaphor is itself a metaphor for the Trinity. In the Trinity, the object we are trying to describe is God the Father, the term we use to describe it is Jesus the Son, and when we grasp that idea, we are filled with the Spirit.
~ Andrew Klavan
Metaphor is even built into the basic structure of creation. DNA is a code. A code is a kind of language. DNA expresses an idea—the idea of a man and a woman together—and brings it into being as you or me.
~ Andrew Klavan
They say the shortest way to a man's heart is through his sternum, after all.
~ Andrew Rowe
We know little about love. Love is like a pear. A pear is sweet and has a distinct shape. Try to define the shape of a pear. Dandelion, Half a Century of Poetry
~ Andrzej Sapkowski
De ti se saca un pescador lo mismo que del culo de una cabra una trompeta.
~ Andrzej Sapkowski
We know little about love. Love is like a pear. A pear is sweet and has a distinct shape. Try to define the shape of a pear. Dandelion, Half a Century of Poetry CHAPTER THREE Geralt had reason to suspect–and had long suspected–that sorcerers' banquets differed from the feasts of ordinary mortals.
~ Andrzej Sapkowski
Proposition one: time is a man, space is a woman.
~ Angela Carter
His skin covers me entirely; we are like two halves of a seed, enclosed in the same integument. I should like to grow enormously small, so that you could swallow me, like those queens in fairy tales who conceive when they swallow a grain of corn or a sesame seed. Then I could lodge inside your body and you would bear me.
~ Angela Carter
Some cities are women and must be loved; others are men and can only be admired or bargained with.
~ Angela Carter
She quickly interpreted him into her mythology but if, at first, he was a herbivorous lion, later he became a unicorn devouring raw meat.
~ Angela Carter
He strips me of my last nakedness, that underskin of mauve, pearlized satin, like a skinned rabbit; then dresses me again in an embrace so lucid and encompassing it might be made of water. And shakes over me dead leaves as if into the stream I have become.
~ Angela Carter
Cities have sexes: London is a man, Paris a woman, and New York a well-adjusted transsexual.
~ Angela Carter
Life was simple when you were a Shield Bug.
~ Angie Sage
Many people cycle or swim to keep trim. But if swimming is so good for the figure, how do you explain whales?
~ Charles Saatchi
I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly dreaming I am a man.
~ Zhuangzi
Time is the substance from which I am made. Time is a river which carries me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger that devours me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire that consumes me, but I am the fire.
~ Jorge Luís Borges