“ Anxiety's like a rocking chair. It gives you something to do, but it doesn't get you very far. Jodi Picoult
“ I contend that for a nation to try to tax itself into prosperity is like a man standing in a bucket and trying to lift himself up by the handle. Winston S. Churchill
“ It was a smooth silvery voice that matched her hair. It had a tiny tinkle in it, like bells in a doll's house. I thought that was silly as soon as I thought of it. Raymond Chandler
“ They passed, leaving a trail of foxfire shuffled up out of the wet leaves like stars plowed in a ship's wake. Cormac McCarthy
“ A prayerless Christian is like a bus driver trying alone to push his bus out of a rut because he doesn't know Clark Kent is on board. John Piper
“ Watching a dog try to chew a large piece of toffee is a pastime fit for gods. Mr. Fusspot's mixed ancestry had given him a dexterity of jaw that was truly awesome. He somersaulted happily around the f… Terry Pratchett
“ It sounded like a piece of blackboard being dragged over the nails of a wall of severed fingers. Neil Gaiman
“ Life, he realize, was much like a song. In the beginning there is mystery, in the end there is confirmation, but it's in the middle where all the emotion resides to make the whole thing worthwhile. Nicholas Sparks
“ Getting an education was a bit like a communicable sexual disease. It made you unsuitable for a lot of jobs and then you had the urge to pass it on. Terry Pratchett
“ Nanny's words made Janie's kiss across the gatepost seem like a manure pile after a rain Zora Neale Hurston
“ Using a metaphor in front of a man as unimaginative as Ridcully was like ared flag to a bu... was like putting something very annoying in front ofsomeone who was annoyed by it. Terry Pratchett
“ [H]er mind was like a balloon with static cling, attracting random ideas as they floated by[.] Jonathan Franzen
“ Love is like health. It is taken lightly when present and cherished when it departs. Naguib Mahfouz
“ The strain on her face was still there, like weathered rocks under a thin mantle of snow. Richard K. Morgan
“ A haggard man used one of the huts as a home. He lay on a sagging mattress, his head on his pack, surrounded by rubbish - paper, porcelain shards, food remains and unidentifiable debris. His hand was… China Mieville
