Emotional Metaphors, Analogies and Similes
His sorrows came not as single spies but battalions.
Hatred is the cider of affection.
Fear is a little darkroom where negatives are developed.
I felt alone like an Antarctic explorer who sees his supply ship disappear over the horizon.
Upmarket feel-good like an 22-carat gold spray tan.
Our Russian colleague was dourly sad like the face of the dog the USSR sent up in a rocket never to return.
It takes much care to grow flowers in your heart but only a second to hack them off.
Once out of prison, Ronnie's anger had the heat of the furnace they used at school to teach me metalwork.
Holding onto anger is like grabbing a hot coal with the intent to throw it at someone else — you are the first one who gets burned.
The group's quick-fire jibes left Bonnie feeling like a mermaid in a supermarket.
Memories of conflict and insults multiply like bacteria in a Petri dish.
The jealous man poisons his own dinner and then eats it.
Your reason and passion are the rudder and sail of your sea-fearing soul.
When you go out to seek revenge, dig two graves.
Men are apt to mistake the strength of their feeling for the strength of their argument. The heated mind resents the chill touch and relentless scrutiny of logic.
Her sun has gone down while it is yet day.
Don't think of knocking out another guy's brains because his opinion differs from yours. It would be as rational to knock yourself on the head because you differ from yourself ten years ago.
In the elaborate wardrobe of human emotions, guilt is the itchy wool turtle-neck that's three sizes too small.
I examined myself with a serious practical purpose. And there I found what appalled me: a zoo of lusts, a bedlam of ambitions, a nursery of fears, a harem of fondled hatreds. My name was Legion.
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