#simile

Come se nel cuore della natura di uno scrittore ci fosse la purezza. Il cielo aiuti un simile scrittore! Come se Joyce non avesse annusato oscenamente le mutande di Nora. Come se nell’anima di Dostoevskij non avesse mai bisbigliato Svidrigailov. Nel cuore della natura di uno scrittore c’è il capriccio. Curiosità, fissazioni, isolamento, veleno, feticismo, austerità, leggerezza, perplessità, infantilismo eccetera. Il naso nella cucitura di un indumento intimo: ecco la natura dello scrittore. L’impurità. ↗

— Philip Roth

#simile

Emotions unreel in her like spools of cotton. ↗

— Louise Erdrich

#simile #women #simile

I felt like one of Apollo's sacred cows- slow, dumb, and bright red. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#simile #humor

And than suddenly he was there, charging down the hallway like death in a cowboy duster. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#death

Even in dying, a Thennanin ship was reputed to be not worth putting out of its misery. In battle they were slow, unmaneuverable—and as hard to disable permanently as a cockroach. ↗

— David Brin

#irony #life #simile #space #death

His touch was like a bard's on his instrument, and it awakened a deep and mysterious music in my body. ↗

— Juliet Marillier

#music #simile #love

... Ennis was back on his feet and somehow, as a coat hanger is straightened to open a locked car and then bent again to its original shape, they torqued things almost to where they had been, for what they'd said was no news. Nothing ended, nothing began, nothing resolved. ↗

— Annie Proulx

#simile #love

Genghis Miliband roars up to the despatch box like a caged donkey. ↗

— Andy Zaltzman

#simile

I felt, by turns, numb, hot with a monstrous embarrassment, and sick as though I'd eaten splinters of glass and was slowly shredding inside. ↗

— Vanora Bennett

#simile

Insanity hovered close at hand, like an eager waiter at an expensive restaurant. ↗

— Arundhati Roy

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