Complementary Metaphors, Analogies and Similes
She was rich in apparel and knew the great architectural secret of decorating her constructions, and never descended to construct a decoration.
It had gone well: I felt like I’d been awarded the Booker Prize for fiction, the Nobel Prize for Peace, and the Oscar for Best Actor.
Celeste is so sweet that just gawping at her gives an energy rush and puts calories on you.
Meeting Franklin Roosevelt was like opening your first bottle of champagne; knowing him was like drinking it.
Her mouth was like a luscious Cuban fruit for which there is no English name.
Clothes on Giselle cease to be clothes and become draperies; she has a secret line, a fluid loveliness that runs over her limbs.
Genius is a fire that lights itself.
The young starlet's smile was of such high wattage it over-exposed all the photographers' snaps.
Diana gave me a smile I could feel in my hip pocket.
He was an Adonis looking as if made from ivory and rose-leaves.
After such a genius idea, if this were a cartoon then over your head would appear a light bulb.
He pays a compliment as though he has cleared an invoice, and expects a receipt.
The feeling of friendship is like that of being comfortably filled with roast beef.
My love is like a red, red rose that's newly sprung in June;
My love is like the melody that's sweetly played in tune.
To say she had a face that would have stopped a clock is to insult her. It would have stopped a runaway horse.
Praise is sunlight to the human spirit; we cannot flower and grow without it.
Her début was like a sunbeam entering a tinsel factory.
She smelled the way the Taj Mahal looks by moonlight.
A compliment is something like a kiss through a veil.
I feel the vibrations of your beauty running all the way down my spine.
I am as sweet as candy.
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