Like a bone in the throat

Like a bone in the throat

A vivid simile to describe the bother that mighty Austria was for Prussia. This is from a trilogy of novels by the Hungarian writer Lajos Zilahy (1891-1974), tracing the decline of a Hungarian aristocratic family in the 19th century Austro-Hungarian empire and into...

Going on a date

Going on a date

The photographer Robert Capa, known for some of the most iconic war photos of the 20th century, explains how unmissable a date with an invasion is for a war correspondent. I liked the analogy. Capa was killed in action when he stepped on a mine at the age of 40. 'For...

As neat and fierce as …

As neat and fierce as …

Something refreshing about this simile, beginning with the surprising combination of 'neat' and 'fierce' and then the even more surprising 'fairy castle'.  But indeed, they are neat with their expected enchantments and imagined lineaments and they are fierce with...

Collective noun for epithets

Collective noun for epithets

I like this collective noun for epithets, 'artillery' suggesting a quickfire delivery of pithy comments, with the additional charm of a military echo in the resemblance between 'epithet' and 'epaulet'. '... an artillery of epithets.'   Source: George Eliot, The...

The feeling of a cur

The feeling of a cur

Mrs Glegg, as you can see from this simile, is not the most empathic or kind of characters. Here she seeks an easy target for her general frustration by turning on her younger sister who has suffered the consequences of her husband's obstinacy.'"Bessy, I'm sorry for...

Swimming in circles

Swimming in circles

A fine simile for a wife who after a good stretch of marriage, still presses all the wrong buttons with regards her husband; here she is likened to a gold-fish who continues to believe they are swimming in a straight line despite a life time of circling the fish bowl....

The thinker, with his metaphors, will illuminate the external world through intangible ideas that for him are intimate and immediate.   

Source: Jorge Luis Borges, On Writing, Harmondsworth: Penguin, 2010, p. 6

More metaphors for those who missed these earlier posts.   Enjoy!

 

The chill of indifference

The chill of indifference

Philip is a sensitive and admirable character in George Eliot's classic novel, who devotedly loves Maggie Tulliver.  He is hampered by disability and feels indifference acutely, here likened to a chill wind. '... and Philip felt indifference as a child of the south...

As irrelevant as…

As irrelevant as…

Poor Mr. Dickson, but what a strong simile for irrelevance in the brightness of daylight. 'Mr. Dickson leaning against the doorpost with a melancholy pimpled face, looking as irrelevant to the daylight as last night's guttered candle.'    Source: George Eliot,...

Like a kitten

Like a kitten

This novel is to a great extent about the relationship between brother and sister Maggie and Tom Tulliver. She loves him fiercely and as a child is desperate for his affection and approval. Here she knocks over something he has been building and incurs his fury. The...

As helpless as …

As helpless as …

The wonderful little girl Maggie, in a fit of pique and sorrow, hacks off her glorious dark curls and then succumbs to horror at the consequences, such as anger and mockery among the family.  She hides herself in the attic to avoid them, which leads to other equally...

It runs in families like …

It runs in families like …

George Eliot uses an asthmatic simile to reveal the religious prejudices of her characters. If they considered that it runs in families 'like asthma', you may assume they didn't approve of chapel-goers. The light and gently humorous touch is typical of her delicate...

Life simile

Life simile

What a surprising simile for life - at least in its easeful moments - likening it to a familiar tool worn to the shape of the fingers holding it, comfortably sitting in the palm of the hand which over time has itself shaped the handle. '... where life seemed like a...

Wrung from the soul

Wrung from the soul

Maggie Tulliver is a deep-feeling woman of painful sincerity, and here words are wrung from her, with a wrenching simile. 'These words were rung forth from Maggie's deepest soul, with an effort like the convulsed clutch of a drowning man.'    Source: George...

An unmapped river

An unmapped river

A marvelous image for human destinies, usually well hidden no matter the efforts we make to discern them. Since this engaging classic revolves around a mill - and a related family - on the River Floss, the watery metaphor has particular resonance, and all the more so...

The garment of silence

The garment of silence

The hum of insects, bees buzzing about the flowers, can be one of the most soothing of sounds and George Eliot has a beautiful way to describe this sweet song.'... and listen to the hum of insects, like tiniest bells on the garment of Silence.' Source: George Eliot,...

My head’s alive

My head’s alive

Like an old cheese ... a surprising and original way to describe a lively mind, writhing with ideas and plans. Hope you have moments like this, when they flow so thick and fast that 'one knocks another over'. 'I think my head's all alive inside like an old cheese, for...

As open as …

As open as …

A limpid simile for being open and transparent. If only more people were like Maggie Tulliver, although it can be said that her openness is not without difficulty for her.'... she was as open and transparent as a rock-pool.' Source: George Eliot, The Mill...

As gentle and powerful as …

As gentle and powerful as …

An unusual pairing of adjectives and a surprising simile to embrace both. 'No thundering from a pulpit, no condemnation from bad churches, no peer pressure, just a book of scripture quietly waiting to say hello, as gentle and powerful as a little girl's...

As secular as…

As secular as…

A refreshing simile, surprising in its flavour, likening secularity to ice cream. 'Father saw himself as part of the New India - rich, modern and as secular as ice cream.'   Source: Yann Martel, Life of Pi (Edinburgh: Canongate Books, 2003), p. 65...

As rooted as…

As rooted as…

A good simile for a certain rugged tenacity, in this case referring to the nascent Christian community as it emerged from being a possibly evanescent sect into a full blown religion. 'Because it thought of itself as 'the true Israel', the Christian...

Twain on technology

Twain on technology

This simile was devised by Mark Twain to account for his inability to use Edison's new-fangled recording phonograph as a means of dictating his writing.  He clearly needed technology that could answer back. Curious to see the devil depicted as unsmiling,...

Girders like insect legs

Girders like insect legs

An unexpected way to convey the chaotic structural metalwork of half-finished buildings.  From Rory Stewart's engaging account of his walk across Afghanistan. 'On the flat roofs of half-finished shopping arcades, bare girders clustered like dead insect...

Where life meets death

Where life meets death

A surprising metaphor for the inexorable link between life and death, with the same sense of something encroaching with age. From the slim, touching and spare novel by Robert Seethaler. 'Death belonged to life like mould to bread.'   Source: Robert...

An artesian well

An artesian well

Peter Brown writes ancient history with verve and colour, bringing to life an era which can sometimes be passed over as dull if not dark, when nothing much happened beyond the implosion of the Roman Empire, followed by the ransacking of its buildings for...

Demons as microbes

Demons as microbes

I liked this analogy to help us grasp how demons were perceived in late antiquity, apparently more matter of factly than one might have thought.  Like microbes, best avoided but not worth losing sleep over.  But note the following comment, that early...

Rising like a damp-stain

Rising like a damp-stain

In addition to the infiltration of Christianity, seeping into Hellenic culture, as this historian memorably puts it, 'like a damp-stain', I also liked description of the Roman Emperor Julian's (r. 361-63) clarity as having been borne of hatred.  Whence...

Hungry Buddha

Hungry Buddha

A wonderful description of Boris Johnson in the recent BBC debate among candidates for the role of Prime Minister. When I read this, I thought, 'That's it, that's how he looked!'  The hungry Buddha looks on course to be the next PM. 'As Stewart squirmed...

Particles of human life

Particles of human life

This week, glad to share fine metaphors both written by journalists. Here The Economist pays a suitably eloquent and moving tribute to Vasily Grossman's writing, capturing perfectly his skill in conveying the granular human effects of people being ground...

More plentiful than …

More plentiful than …

An ambiguous metaphor for plenty, since it is entirely subjective whether you consider hope to be plentiful or not.  In other words, this is only a relative plenty. See other hope related metaphors and similes, such as Elizabeth Gaskell, George Eliot or...

Six ways to get lost

Six ways to get lost

This is from The Little Clay Cart, a Sanskrit play probably composed around the 2nd century BC, and commonly attributed to a possibly mythical king and playwright called S(h)udraka.  I liked the rambling explanation of the simple word 'lost' through half a...

Sticking like a burr

Sticking like a burr

I've heard people describe someone as sticking like glue, or like Velcro, and burrs were the original inspiration for this modern sticky material. Woodnoth, then, was a bit of a boring hanger-on of the poet George Herbert. 'Woodnoth sticking to Herbert...

The press and vice

The press and vice

An extraordinary and vivid image of sin as something that forces pain to infiltrate every vein.  Given the more pious age in which Herbert wrote, and his own great piety, I found this arresting and thought-provoking. It also neatly concatenates the two...

Good strong tea

Good strong tea

A novel way to signal strong tea, its being so solid that it can support a mouse's weight.  The more common version of the same idea has the tea 'so strong you could stand a spoon up in it'. For another tea-related simile, less innocuous, see Mervyn...

An aching loss

An aching loss

The occasional ache of something long lost - Leigh Fermor's likening it to an old wound; more less healed, but can still give you gip on a bad day. 'The loss of the journal still aches now and then like an old wound in bad weather.' For a quote-mosaic...

The taste of brass

The taste of brass

You can feel it can't you - that cold-surface metallic sensation in your mouth?John Keats fell in love and fell fatally ill within a short period of time, parting definitively from Fanny Brawne when it was concluded that the best chance he had of surviving...

The backward bin

The backward bin

John Keats' letters are full of wry humour and playfulness, interwoven with a rage to live and frustration and despair at the TB which killed him within a few years. Here, writing to his beloved Fanny Brawne, I delighted in his offering to be to her as...

A protagonist in a lost world

A protagonist in a lost world

This suggests an expansive speaker with vast ideas; one who embraces the world, makes perorations rather than utterances, and generally waves his arms about as he speaks.Miller is a master of refreshing metaphors and similes. 'He always talked against a...

A warm Asiatic smile

A warm Asiatic smile

You can feel the warmth of this beaming smile, lighting up someone's face, feeling like a loving arm wrapped about their shoulder. 'That warm Asiatic smile which always spread over his face like nectar and ambrosia.' See George Eliot for another surprising...

Scepticism on legs

Scepticism on legs

A delightful accusation of a doubting Thomas, his whole body an agglomeration of questions and disbelief. 'Truly, you are a walking interrogation and disbelief endowed with arms.'   Source: Jose Saramago, The History of the Siege of Lisbon, trans....

On illusory madness

On illusory madness

A fine description of Mervyn Peake's balance between bounding imagination and taut writing, rounded off with a vintage metaphor.'It remains essentially a work of the closed imagination, in which a world parallel to our own is presented in almost paranoiac...

Slow words emerging

Slow words emerging

A halting mode of speech, the words slow-emerging, like the tearing of pages from a long-closed book. That is how Dante's translator presents us with the first encounter with Virgil, who would be his guide through much of his journey.'His words emerged: as if with...

All-encompassing flow

All-encompassing flow

The cadence of this metaphor has the abundance and freshness of clear, flowing water. It likens Virgil, whom Dante views as the poet who taught him how to write, to multiple sources of inspiration: spring, well, fountain and river.This liquid idea cascades naturally...

As warm as …

As warm as …

A surprising simile, something as ordinary and comforting as warm tea, here poured differently to describe a stream of blood.  Steerpike is the worst person in the granite pile of Gormenghast - may we all be spared his scheming type.'The blood, streaming...

As ripe as …

As ripe as …

Swelter is assailed by life-sapping loathing for Flay, who returns the compliment.  Their battle is astounding for its intensity and outcome. Here a bursting simile for murderous hatred ready to pop.'... while Swelter, whose frustrated blood-lust was ripe...

As the falcon flies

As the falcon flies

Even the rhythm of this simile conveys something of a great bird's single, confident swoop to land precisely on a specific, awaiting glove.'But flying, as the falcon to the gloveSwoops home when signalled.'For another sleek and powerful bird in flight, see Henry...

As dogs in summer

As dogs in summer

Desperate people, condemned to eternal infernal cruelties, are likened to dogs failing to fight off the tiny tormenting assaults of insects.'On either side their hands beat in defenceNow from the flames, now from the burning sand,As dogs in summer fight the...

A milliner’s invention

A milliner’s invention

Again, the charming Swelter, whose every move is offensive to one sense or another. See, for example, the sound of his feet when he walks. Here his gaping yawn makes nudity seem prim.'He does not listen for an answer, but yawns, his face opening lewdly...

Sucking at stones

Sucking at stones

Swelter is one of the less attractive characters in Mervyn Peake's sprawling, crawling, mossy pile of forgotten granite, Gormenghast.  He consumes prodigious quantities of food and wine and is consumed by hatred (fully reciprocated).Peake depicts his...

Of guardian trees

Of guardian trees

A beautiful way to convey the kind, protective presence of someone quietly keeping an eye on the well-being of another.  I hope you have such benevolence in your life, from both people and trees. 'As the days passed he began to know her better, in the...

Quick as …

Quick as …

Not an eye you would want settling its penetrating gaze on you, giving you a cold adder-quick assessment through the lace curtains of its blood-alley veins. This is one of many descriptions of a quite terrifying individual.'So alive is it, this eye, quick...

As huge as …

As huge as …

Mervyn Peake is a fount of original similes and metaphors.  Given the granite-gothic ambiance of Gormenghast, it makes sense that 'huge' should evoke 'doom'. '... at their centre, between the brittle petals, lies a pool of indigo, translucent and as huge...

Like a wound…

Like a wound…

A stunningly original depiction of the pink streaks of dawn resembling a sky-wound. '... as the dawn like a wound in the sky welled into her consciousness...'See also our bestellar review of this book, with its lavishly illustrated quote-mosaic, packed...

Life lived as a rose trellis

Life lived as a rose trellis

One of Rilke's translators used this surprising and touching metaphor to describe him. I like the idea of being - figuratively - a human trellis for beauty to grow upon. 'Roses climb his life as if he were their trellis.' Source: Quoted in Year of Wonder,...

The sky fallen down

The sky fallen down

One of the most English of memories is bluebell tapestried woodland in April - I have a particular recollection of this sky-carpet in a wood in Devon. Combined with sunlight dappling through the early leaf canopy, it creates an intimacy of delicate colour,...

Like sticks of barley sugar

Like sticks of barley sugar

It's years since I saw a stick of barley sugar, and this perhaps dates Donald Hall's otherwise quite timeless writing. But I like the resemblance of a tower to a fat, straight confection.This is from a lovely book - Hall lived in Romania in the early part...

Bullocks under the bonnet

Bullocks under the bonnet

Imagine the car bucking and lurching over pot holes and road bumps, creating the random jolts and yanks of a rodeo ride.This is from a lovely book - Hall lived and travelled in Romania in the early part of the 20th century, and wrote this affectionate,...

Like a burst of hope

Like a burst of hope

A heartening simile in a vivid, gripping narrative of humans ground between the shifting tectonic plates of contradictory but equally totalitarian ideologies. There is neither much sunshine nor hope in the book, but such hope as there is is tenacious and...

Like sunlight on a landscape

Like sunlight on a landscape

You can see an overcast English landscape of rolling hills and fields, and a sudden break in the clouds pierced by a spotlight of sunshine.  This is a lovely novel, with the sunny wit of Jane Austen and the earthiness of George Eliot.‘And as for Molly, her...

Nervous as horses

Nervous as horses

A jumpy, unsettling opening to a powerful page that drives to the source of fury in Steinbeck's Grapes of Wrath. You can imagine horses prancing, shying, frisking, snorting and whinnying, eyeing askance an oncoming tempest. You can imagine that what's to...

Eyes like lakes

Eyes like lakes

A surprising simile: lake-like eyes reflecting the sky.  Something touching too about the contrast of apparently wide open eyes, and a face that resembles a rocky, ugly landscape. 'His eyes were almost transparent as though in a country of ugly hills one...

Blank as a wall, wall as a blank

Blank as a wall, wall as a blank

The identical twins Ladies Cora and Clarice aren't just lookalikes, but also one another's echo chambers.  They live in their own quarters of the rambling pile of Gormenghast, driving themselves round the bend with thirst for 'power' and its resulting...

Dark and small

Dark and small

What a powerful simile, conveying something inward-turning and dangerous through its vivid portrayal of cranial size as a small, corroded bullet. His skull was dark and small like a corroded musket bullet. For other bullet related metaphors and quotations,...

Reasoning in vain

Reasoning in vain

A convincing form of fruitlessness, as it's hard to imagine a pious vulture.  The sister in question is an awkward customer, not easy for her entirely reasonable brother to reason with.'One glance at his sister was sufficient to make him realize that to...

Don’t stand there staring…

Don’t stand there staring…

A colourful way to deter someone from staring at you and, in case of need, to insult your staff.  Stenching mules. Mervyn Peake's Gormenghast books are not only an imaginative masterpiece but also a ready sourcebook of new and inventive invective. Your...

As expressionless as …

As expressionless as …

Mervyn Peake's Gormenghast trilogy is packed with original metaphor and simile.  In Titus Groan, the first book, I noted two similes for 'expressionless', both appropriate, though I think I prefer the second. See also his description of a blank stare.'Her...

Rain like remorse

Rain like remorse

Mervyn Peake's Gormenghast has a lot of weather, giving an overwhelming impression of dismal, dank, damp, darkness of cloud, storm and rain. Here a storm rages until it exhausts its own anger and then just pours remorse onto the earth. 'They had waited...

Wasps quick-bending

Wasps quick-bending

One of the many stretch metaphors used by Homer. When you see a comma followed by 'as ...' it can be a signal to take a good intake of breath to carry you through to the end of the image. Here it is feisty bees and quick-bending wasps who convey the...

Sweet-running river

Sweet-running river

Flowing like the sweet-running river it evokes, a meandering metaphor for Hector's strength and movement, likened to a thoroughbred horse breaking free and seeking out its remembered watering spots and pastures.  Other riverine triologisms include:...

This is the world

This is the world

Keats was one of the most life-loving people you could hope to meet, grasping with all his force every chance of happiness, even evanescent, and despite being repeatedly assaulted by unforgiving 'Circumstances'.  He looks life's fragility in the eye without flinching,...

As cold as …

As cold as …

A letter from Keats to his beloved Fanny, with a kindly injunction to wrap up warmly.  I loved the solicitude and the bracingly original simile for a chill wind.'You will be as cold as a topsail in a north latitude – I advise you to furl yourself.'...

A sky of rags

A sky of rags

A marvelous view of a heavily clouded sky; you can imagine vast firmament rags being saturated with water by a giant hand, before being crumple-stuffed into the welkin.'... and above the blurred outline of the Twisted Woods the sky was choked with crumpled...

Fuchsia and ruby

Fuchsia and ruby

A gift from the eccentric but kind-hearted and protective physician to the young daughter of the Earl and Countess of Gormenghast, slightly neglected by her parents for being but a girl, and having a certain shyness and feistiness.A striking description...

Sourdust’s skin

Sourdust’s skin

Sourdust is the aged, dusty, crumbling Master of Ceremonies and custodian of endless ritual, rites and rules in the world of Gormenghast castle, having digested a thousand tomes of protocol.  He shuffles and coughs his way in reminding the Earl, Countess...

Prunesquallor’s voice

Prunesquallor’s voice

The physician of Gormenghast is one of the most likeable, humane and sane of the colourful characters that people the story; while being every bit as idiosyncratic as the rest of them. His strange voice is complemented by a slightly grating,...

A rolling boulder

A rolling boulder

Nanny Slagg meets an old man of the Dwellers, the humble people who live limpet-like on the outer walls of Gormenghast castle.  Here he greets the castle's envoy with the deference expected.  The description of his voice suggests a low-frequency...

Newly born, oldly wise

Newly born, oldly wise

A lilting double simile here, each with a timeless simplicity.  Let's add them to the common stock and start to describe things as being 'old as the world', or 'wise as the roots of trees'.  Or you could shorten the last one to 'wise as trees', given our...

Rich with rust

Rich with rust

An unusual simile for rust, though of course, once seen, it seems natural. A beech hedge in winter has an intense and often uniform rust colour. '... and the corners were stacked with old weapons that were as rich with rust as a hedge of winter beech.' See...

Ignoring your foes

Ignoring your foes

You can see Mr Flay side-stepping the presence of his mortal foe, Swelter, as one side-steps other unpleasantness in one's path. Perhaps he could delicately pinch his fingers to his nose to preserve himself from any sweltering smells.'It had therefore been...

Foxy fickle

Foxy fickle

Foxes have had a bad press due to their apparent wiliness.  Whether justified or not, this alliterative allusion deserves to enter common usage. Please, next time you refer to someone as fickle, use this vulpine simile. '... as fickle as a fox.' See...

Beware the bureau mind

Beware the bureau mind

Steerpike is icily calculating and glacially manipulative.  He doesn't have a warm emotion to his name beyond the impulse to self-advancement by any means and the satisfaction of seeing human puppets dance to his tunes. An extreme version of a common...

How the other half lives

How the other half lives

Gormenghast has two populations segregated by the walls of the rambling castle. The people outside are treated as lower order beings, but some individuals among them are portrayed with sympathy and admiration, throwing their humble nobility into sharp...

Towering insult

Towering insult

Gormenghast is a vast, sprawling town of a castle, which seems to have spread organically.  Here one of its towers is likened to an aggressive finger, jabbing at heaven.  See, as a contrast, the similarly graphic description of the hovels limpet-glued to...

Vague but unmistakable

Vague but unmistakable

A perfectly horrific way to intimate the dreadful anticipation of a mortal enemy.  Here Flay realizes, when the hated Chef finally appears in his teeming, steaming subterranean domain, that he had been sensing him all the time, like the growth of a...

As though unweaned

As though unweaned

The birth of the 77th Earl of Gormenghast, innocent Titus Groan, gives celebratory license to the scullions and other assorted assistants and slaves of the Great Kitchen, to drink themselves into stupor.  Here they are portrayed like starving babes at the...

Firsthtly…

Firsthtly…

The chef is a Rabelasian character oozing excess, and none too likeable. The birth of Titus, 77th Earl of Gormenghast, gives him and his underlings license to drink to oblivion in scenes redolent of Brueghel. Apart from being able to produce gargantuan...

Collective contentment

Collective contentment

Among the most cherished beings in Mervyn Peake's sprawling, imaginative Gormenghast, are the teeming masses of white cats belonging to the Countess.  She has more love for furred and feathered friends than for humans, even those of her own producing,...

As sharp as …

As sharp as …

A flint-chip razor simile for a beak's sharpness. Elsewhere in Tarka we encounter birds skewering frogs through the head with their beaks, or otherwise impaling prey. 'Its beak was sharp as a rock-splinter.'   Source: Henry Williamson, Tarka the...

Moon as feather

Moon as feather

A lyrical description of the sun, the moon, and the dreams of an otter - that he might swim, unhunted and unhungry, down to the sea with his otter-son. The metaphor makes it seem a wispy crescent moon lying smile-curved in the sky, and so resembling a...

A cry like …

A cry like …

Williamson pays close attention to the calls and cries of birds and animals, and here he distinguishes between the mutual call of a dog and a bitch otter. I found the description of White-tip's cry extraordinary. 'White-tip answered him. Her cry was like...

Like fighting polar bears

Like fighting polar bears

What a way to capture the roar of a powerful river in full flux. '... back into the lower river again, which roared and heaved like fighting polar bears.'   Source: Henry Williamson, Tarka the Otter: His joyful water-life and death in the two rivers,...

As quick as …

As quick as …

Tarka the otter is hunted but fights ferociously and strategically. Here he bites back as hounds close in. He gives as good as he gets. See another image for speed conveyed by the slither of a viper, and one drawing on a quick drip tempo. 'Tarka bit and...

As fast as …

As fast as …

How fast can a pattering heart beat?  As fast as water can drip before it starts dribbling. You can't quantify that transition, but you know it when you see it. Other speed similes use a viper to convey quickness: one by Williamson and another by...

Like a broken viper

Like a broken viper

A wildly meandering river likened to a viper broken by a buzzard - Williamson's inventiveness is a wonder, and almost always nature-drawn. 'Seen by day from the hilltops, the river lay its course like a viper broken by a buzzard's beak and claws, marked...

Big blackberries

Big blackberries

A berry crushed into service as a metaphor for a mud-mark. 'Tarka's deep seals in the lower ooze showed like big blackberries crushed in the mud.'   Source: Henry Williamson, Tarka the Otter: His joyful water-life and death in the two rivers, illus....

O dandelion sun!

O dandelion sun!

A big round dandelion arching the sky - what a deep yellow sun this is, and I like the 'light-smitten height' too. 'When the sun, like an immense dandelion, looked over the light-smitten height of Cosdon Beacon, Tarka was returning along a lynch, or rough...

Of bitterns and beaks

Of bitterns and beaks

A moss stalk and seed likened to a bird and beak.  Lovely. 'Over and under and past boulders of granite, splashing upon mosses, whose browny-red seeds on the tall stalks were like bitterns standing with beaks upheld.'   Source: Henry Williamson, Tarka...

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