#tap

A chill December morning dawned, with rags and tatters of mist hanging on the trees like poor people’s washing. ↗

— Ken Follett

#metaphor #beauty

That cloak of love you were wearing—he’s torn it to shreds, undoing the seams of trust that held it together. How can you ever wear those shreds? ↗

— Antonia Michaelis

#love #metaphor #trust #love

I feel all agitated, like one of those snow globes you see resting peacefully on shop counters. I was perfectly happy being an ordinary, dull little Swiss village. But now Jack Harper’s come and shaken me up, and there are snowflakes all over the place, whirling around until I don’t know what I think anymore. And bits of glitter, too. Tiny bits of shiny, secret excitement. ↗

— Sophie Kinsella

#love #metaphor #love

I should have realized, when Cathal kissed me in the hallway, that my response was the first raindrop heralding a storm. ↗

— Juliet Marillier

#love #metaphor #love

Mason took in enough cannabis smoke to allow a Lipan Apache manipulating a blanket over it to transmit the complete works of Tennyson. ↗

— Richard Condon

#metaphor #love

Love is like a pane of glass.. It can take harsh beatings from the weather around it... But if it gets hit in the right place it shatters.. And when you try to pick it up... You end up getting cut. ↗

— Tyler Hoyt

#hurt-feelings #love #metaphor #love

She had a voice so husky it could have pulled a dogsled, and the gun she was holding gave me a bad case of barrel envy. ↗

— Patrick Major Dallas OR

#dogs #gun #humor #husky #metaphor

Reality is a cliché from which we escape by metaphor. ↗

— Wallace Stevens

#metaphor #reality #imagination

The paper, the stapler, the staples, the tape. It makes me sick. Physical things. Forty years of loving someone becomes staples and tape. ↗

— Jonathan Safran Foer

#love #stapler #staples #tape #love

Every word was a singing sparrow, a magic trick, a truffle for me. The words made me laugh in delight. ↗

— Elizabeth Gilbert

#love