“Since that time, he had been running from deadlines and the concept of writing in general like it was an angry bear on an electric bike.”
Source: Nine Liars
“For as an essential characteristic of the formula is repeat, an essential of simile is uniqueness.”
Source: The Iliad of Homer
“Simile, with its relatives, is as essential to Homer as formula. It has been more frequently noticed, but even more seriously misunderstood. Simile in Homer is not decoration; it is dynamic invention, and because of this no successor has been able to swing it in the same grand manner.”
Source: The Iliad of Homer
“The purpose of a simile is to encourage the listener's imagination by likening something in the narrative of the heroic past to something which is directly within his own experience; and so the majority of Homeric similes are drawn from everyday life. This means, that they, like Akhilleus' shield, give us a view of the world lying beyond the war, the world that existed in the poet's own day and long after him.”
Source: The Iliad: A Commentary: Volume 5: Books 17-20
“We can make the most of the Earth and benefit from its beauty, but in such a way that we respect the Earth, just as a bee respects the flower.”
Source: Zen and the Art of Saving the Planet
“I stand between them in the elevator like we’re three mismatched garden gnomes.”
Source: All Roads Lead to Rome
“His steel cut through the solid armor like scissors to paper, breaking the rules of rock beating scissors.”
Source: The Cycle of Eden: The Young Revolution
“I didn't know what to think, but what I felt was magnetic and so big it ached like the moon had entered my entire chest and filled it up.”
Source: The Secret Life of Bees
“There was a place inside him now that hadn't been there before. Heated, charged, angry. Coming into his presence was like stepping up to a gas heater, to a row of blue fire burning in the dark, wet curve of his eyes.”
Source: The Secret Life of Bees
“I love him whose soul is deep, even in being wounded, and who may perish through a minor matter: thus he goes willingly over the bridge. I love him whose soul is so overfull that he forgets himself, and all things are in him: thus all things become his going under. I love him who has a free spirit and a free heart: thus his head is only the guts of his heart; his heart, however, causes his going under. I love all who are like heavy drops falling one by one out of the cloud that lowers over man: they herald the coming of the lightning, and as heralds they perish.”
Source: Thus Spoke Zarathustra