tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post3813312063717524143..comments2023-11-04T00:31:21.550-07:00Comments on Notable Sentences...for Imitation and Creation: MetaphorLauren Wolter:http://www.blogger.com/profile/06869928122315802899noreply@blogger.comBlogger80125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-40962904748406509102013-08-03T15:20:03.078-07:002013-08-03T15:20:03.078-07:00"The night was clear. My ceiling was sky and ..."The night was clear. My ceiling was sky and an eyelash of a moon."<br />Ella Enchanted by Gail Carson Levine, p. 93Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-36746614966246867902012-05-14T11:11:17.261-07:002012-05-14T11:11:17.261-07:00"He ... saw the gunpowder of Steve's bear..."He ... saw the gunpowder of Steve's beard still in the sink." --Adam Foulds from a short story entitled "The Rules are the Rules"Petehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01908505000992887270noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-75044216332068836772011-11-04T11:16:49.229-07:002011-11-04T11:16:49.229-07:00"...her hair was a bundle of braided cotton c..."...her hair was a bundle of braided cotton candy on top of her head..." p.34 Pictures of Hollis Woods by Patricia Reilly GiffAlexnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-61784767587600344982011-02-13T07:31:50.643-08:002011-02-13T07:31:50.643-08:00"Like two giants they crashed against each ot..."Like two giants they crashed against each other. They rose high in the air, bending first one way and then the other. There was a roar as if great spears were breaking in battle and in the red light of the sun the spray that flew around them looked like blood.<br /><br /><br />Slowly the second wave forced the first one backward, rolled slowly over it, and then as the victor drags the vanquished, moved in toward the island.<br /><br /><br />The wave struck the cliff. It sent long tongues streaming around me so that I could neither see nor hear. The tongues of water licked into all the crevices, dragged at my hand and at my bare feet gripping the ledge. They rose high above me on the face of the rock, up and up, and then spent themselves against the sky and fell back, hissing past me to join the water rushing on toward the cove."<br /><br />Scott O'Dell, <i>Island of the Blue Dolphins</i>, Ch. 27Keith Schochhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04487459160222497971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-63035555250093650302010-06-26T19:03:23.846-07:002010-06-26T19:03:23.846-07:00"The tide was a poem that only time could cre..."The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and make its steady dash homeward, to the ocean. The sun was sinking fast, and a laundry line full of cirrus clouds stretched along the western sky like boas of white linen, then surrendered to a shiver of gold that haloed my father's head." (Pat Conroy, South of Broad, p. 80)EdieEnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-80841971461334546672010-01-06T05:35:03.738-08:002010-01-06T05:35:03.738-08:00All the world's a stage, even the living room....All the world's a stage, even the living room.<br />-Sister's ClubJessica W.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-89329855918094063032010-01-05T14:52:37.812-08:002010-01-05T14:52:37.812-08:00The interior me- the one that flies - slips back i...The interior me- the one that flies - slips back inside its shell, a turtle returning home.<br />-GlassJalynn E.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-83466848806225733112010-01-05T08:50:24.494-08:002010-01-05T08:50:24.494-08:00I thought of my mother and father in one such phot...I thought of my mother and father in one such photo, sitting in the sand on a beach at Lake Erie. It was taken before they wer married, when I imagine the word husband on my mother's tonge still had the tang of a rare, exotic fruit. <br />-The Book of IlluminationHaleigh U.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-74880237671614228462010-01-05T08:36:56.943-08:002010-01-05T08:36:56.943-08:00Cody had several family members who were known ath...Cody had several family members who were known athletes, and he's always bragging about them. "That's right, from now on I am the straw that stirs the drink...in the Eagle's nest, I am Big Bird."<br />-Go LongShakari J.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-78225186381075170412010-01-05T08:30:11.270-08:002010-01-05T08:30:11.270-08:00But they are newborns.
-EclipseBut they are newborns.<br />-EclipseAsia H.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-27168303585418124212010-01-05T08:27:50.878-08:002010-01-05T08:27:50.878-08:00"Cody's a head case," Tiki complaine..."Cody's a head case," Tiki complained. "He thinks he's all that and a bag of chips."<br />-Go LongShakari J.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-37924878544398131102010-01-05T08:26:16.982-08:002010-01-05T08:26:16.982-08:00Isabella says that if she had been born a cute lit...Isabella says that if she had been born a cute little antolope and saw the cheetah coming she would just kick another cute little antolope in the shins so it couldn't run very fast, and the cheetah would get it instead of her. <br />-Dear Dumb Diary #5Cherokee S.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-11367768982247169152009-07-30T20:21:41.938-07:002009-07-30T20:21:41.938-07:00"The rides were best viewed in the dark, an e..."The rides were best viewed in the dark, an escapade in gaily lit rust, powered by unmuffled tractor engines that competed with the wavering carnival music which squawked loudly from somewhere in the middle of it all." (Frank Peretti, This Present Darkness, p. 9)Gina R.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-37248257503133474782009-02-19T10:53:00.000-08:002009-02-19T10:53:00.000-08:00Talons with bright red fingernail polish latched o...Talons with bright red fingernail polish latched onto my parka. (Peak p.89)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-62003322962248918812008-08-18T09:53:00.000-07:002008-08-18T09:53:00.000-07:00"Augusta had run the whole way to Bainbridge Memor..."Augusta had run the whole way to Bainbridge Memorial (Hospital) clutching hope to her chest, a package that grew heavier and more unwieldly witht every step." <BR/><BR/>(Jodi Picoult's The Pact, p. 14).katcarneyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04360170769273518975noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-44280332520795417742008-05-27T21:04:00.000-07:002008-05-27T21:04:00.000-07:00"All night the cicades and the tree frogs of my ch..."All night the cicades and the tree frogs of my childhood pulsed their electric curtain of sound and the night light made her skin look like beeswax, her bone hands flailing in supplication, clutching at the glass of water I held to her crusted lips."<BR/><BR/>(page 335)<BR/>The Time Travelor's Wife<BR/>Audrey NiffeneggerAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-75977829082710421442008-05-27T20:26:00.000-07:002008-05-27T20:26:00.000-07:00They were dolls, with no thoughts, or opinions, or...They were dolls, with no thoughts, or opinions, or voices of their own.<BR/><BR/><BR/>From "Speak" by Laurie H. Anderson<BR/>page 154.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-28149717065728362792008-05-27T19:39:00.000-07:002008-05-27T19:39:00.000-07:00"I am at the bottom of a well. The walls are damp ..."I am at the bottom of a well. The walls are damp and slimy. My fingers slip on the mossy stones. Sometimes i think i will never be able to pull myself out of this dark place."<BR/><BR/>Shades of Simon Gray<BR/>Joyce McDonald<BR/>Pg. 173Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-20195883593866403942008-05-27T19:37:00.000-07:002008-05-27T19:37:00.000-07:00"If it wasn't him, maybe it was you. Or somebody a..."If it wasn't him, maybe it was you. Or somebody across the street. <B>All the neighbors are rattlesnakes. Varmints looking for a chance to slam the door in your face.</B><BR/><BR/>Truman Capote-In Cold Blood-pg.69Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-10161078361307065742008-05-27T18:48:00.000-07:002008-05-27T18:48:00.000-07:00I have nothing to say of my working life, only tha...I have nothing to say of my working life, only that a tie is a noose, and inverted though it is, it will hang a man nonetheless if he's not careful.<BR/><BR/>from life of pi pg 6Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-89753067346247090492008-05-27T18:41:00.000-07:002008-05-27T18:41:00.000-07:00" The wind came back with fury, and put out the li..." The wind came back with fury, and put out the light for the last time. They sat in company with the others in other shanties, their eyes straining against crude walls and their souls asking if he meant to measure their puny might against his. They seemed to be staring at the dark, but their eyes were watching god." (Zora Neale Hurston Their Eyes Were Watching God.)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-55729720448998668742008-05-27T17:54:00.000-07:002008-05-27T17:54:00.000-07:00"Dad's voice was a midnight school, teaching deep ..."Dad's voice was a midnight school, teaching deep fathom hours, and the subject was life"<BR/><BR/>Ray Bradbury- Something Wicked This Way Comes- pg.37Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-90834613049503336062008-05-27T17:48:00.000-07:002008-05-27T17:48:00.000-07:00"And after last evening, with my canny near-seduct..."And after last evening, with my canny near-seduction of his girlfriend, I felt I was Bugs Bunny and Mercury to his Elmer Fudd and Thor." (The Pleasure of My Company by Steve Martin, page 42)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-69734583188901896412008-05-27T17:47:00.000-07:002008-05-27T17:47:00.000-07:00"Then I can carry on undisturbed with my work on t..."Then I can carry on undisturbed with my work on the secret plan. I'm going to dive down into the major's unconscious. That's where I'll be until we meet again."<BR/><BR/>Sophie's World, Jostein Gaarder<BR/>(pg.446)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7493070327813063556.post-33331545988733449752008-05-27T17:34:00.000-07:002008-05-27T17:34:00.000-07:00"Now that armies of black clouds had stormed the e..."Now that armies of black clouds had stormed the entire sky, his room was a sooty-smelling pit brightened only fitfully by nature's war light, filled with a rapid patter that brought to mind an image of a horde of running rats."<BR/><BR/>Dean Koontz, Forever Odd, 246Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com