#metaphor

Alice Malloy had dark, stringy hair, and even her husband, who loved her more than he knew, was sometimes reminded by her lean face of a tenement doorway on a rainy day, for her countenance was long, vacant, and weakly lighted, a passage for the gentle transports and miseries of the poor. ↗

— John Cheever

#love

GUIL (quietly): Where we went wrong was getting on a boat. We can move, of course, change direction, rattle about, but our movement is contained within a larger one that carries us along as inexorably as the wind and current… ↗

— Tom Stoppard

#life #metaphor #change

But what he didn't understand was that this dreamland was preferable,walking through this life half-sleeping,everything at arm's length or farther away. I understood those mermaids.I didn't care if they sang to me.All I wanted was to block out all the human voices as they called me name again and again,pulling me upward into light,to drown. ↗

— Sarah Dessen

#metaphor #inspirational

I was in the studio so much, it was about the search for air in a metaphoric sense, and the breathing has more to do with travel for me, about the search musically for open air. ↗

— Keren Ann

#air #breathing #i #me #metaphoric

The Holocaust is a central event in many people's lives, but it also has become a metaphor for our century. There cannot be an end to speaking and writing about it. Besides, in Israel, everyone carries a biography deep inside him. ↗

— Aharon Appelfeld

#also #become #besides #biography #cannot

Their scrambled attention spans struck me as a metaphor for the way we get our doses of reality these days. ↗

— Bill Griffith

#attention spans #days #doses #get #me

Don't worry you will never find a rounded square ↗

— Greigon Selwyn Mott

#inspirational #metaphorical #inspirational

Metaphor is embodied in language. ↗

— Dennis Potter

#language #metaphor

I was convinced that she was about to tell me my card was declined, and assumed Derek wanting to talk later meant he'd soon be telling me our life was declined. Everything, everyone had reached their limits with me. ↗

— Joshua Mohr

#life #metaphor #relatable #life

It would not be fair to say that the fire stole my faith, since in truth it has been slipping away from me all my life, flipping between my fingers like a shiny little minnow--such a far cry from the trophy salmon that dangled from my father's fist. ↗

— Elissa Janine Hoole

#faith