#mile

Fly me up to where you are beyond the distant star. I wish upon tonight to see you smile, if only for a while to know you're there. A breath away's not far to where you are. ↗

— Josh Groban

#distance #distant #loss #smile #loss

A good speech should be like a woman's skirt: long enough to cover the subject and short enough to create interest ↗

— Winston Churchill

#public-speaking #simile #speaking #speech

The wind blowing through my ripped clothes was so cold that I felt like a Percysicle. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#simile #wind

I'm really not up for answering any questions that start with how, when, where, why or what. ↗

— John Green

#alaska-young #fiction #looking-for-alaska #miles #fiction

it's a smile, it's a kiss, it's a sip of wine ... it's summertime! ↗

— Kenny Chesney

#smile #summer #wine #summer

He smiled like he couldn't help it. She couldn't believe it. He was actally smiling, teeth and all. Had she ever seen him smile before? No, she realized, because right now, it was such a jarring thing to witness that for a moment it felt as though she was sharing the car with a stranger. ↗

— Kelly Creagh

#wit

I knew you were the one when I realized your smile was my heaven, your laugh my favorite song, and your arms my home. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#happiness #heaven #home #love #smile

Very slowly using two fingers, Annabeth drew her dagger. Instead of dropping it, she tossed it as far as she could into the water. Octavian made a squeaking sound. "What was that for? I didn't say toss it! That could've been evidence. Or spoils of war!" Annabeth tried for a dumb-blonde smile, like: Oh, silly me. Nobody who knew her would have been fooled. But Octavian seemed to buy it. He huffed in exasperation. "You other two..." He pointed his blade a Hazel and Piper. "Put your weapons on the dock. No funny bus--" All around the Romans, Charleston Harbor erupted like a Las Vegas fountain putting on a show. When the wall of seawater subsided, the three Romans were in the bay, spluttering and frantically trying to stay afloat in their armor. Percy stood on the dock, holding Annabeth's dagger. "You dropped this," he said, totally poker-faced. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#fighting #octavian #percy-jackson #seawater #smile

Sit back, enjoy the ride and hang out with me for a little while. ( sorry, cheesy driving metaphor!) ↗

— Miley Cyrus

#miley-cyrus #metaphor

A novel rough draft is like bread dough; you need to beat the crap out of it for it to rise. ↗

— Chris Baty

#rough-drafts #simile #writing #stress