#met

The facts of nature are what they are, but we can only view them through the spectacles of our mind. Our mind works largely by metaphor and comparison, not always (or often) by relentless logic. When we are caught in conceptual traps, the best exit is often a change in metaphor — not because the new guideline will be truer to nature (for neither the old nor the new metaphor lies “out there” in the woods), but because we need a shift to more fruitful perspectives, and metaphor is often the best agent of conceptual transition. ↗

— Stephen Jay Gould

#metaphor #mind #nature #change

...when dogma enters the brain, all intellectual activity ceases. ↗

— Robert Anton Wilson

#philosophy #brain

You’re monopolizing the bride,” Emmett said, coming up behind Edward’s shoulder. “Let me dance with my little sister. This could be my last chance to make her blush. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#breaking-up

There I am then back in the saddle, in my numbed heart a prick of misgiving, like one dying of cancer obliged to consult his dentist. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#simile

It was a smooth silvery voice that matched her hair. It had a tiny tinkle in it, like bells in a doll's house. I thought that was silly as soon as I thought of it. ↗

— Raymond Chandler

#humour #metaphor #simile #simile

-But you don't really mean to say that you couldn't love me if my name wasn't Earnest? -But your name is Earnest. -Yes, I know it is. But supposing it was something else? ... -Ah! That is clearly a metaphysical speculation, and like most metaphysical speculations has very little reference at all to the actual facts or real life, as we know them. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#life

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

He loved you. ↗

— Marie Lu

#amazing #day #gay #june #legend