“Kids were always needing a Band-Aid, pink skin splitting like summer fruit.”
-Rumaan Alam
The Simile Museum
Tag: Novel
October 3, 2020
“As if a train of powder laid from the outermost bound of Saint Antoine Quarter to the wine-shop door, had been suddenly fired, a fast-spreading murmur came rushing along.”
-Charles Dickens
August 11, 2020
“Carol was like a secret spreading through her, spreading through this house, too, like a light invisible to everyone but her.”
-Patricia Highsmith
July 12, 2020
“He felt the white scalloped ends of Miguel’s fingernails against his jawbone, running across the margins of him like a poem. Finding something to like, something to correct. Reading, always, with rapt sincerity.”
-Caitlin Horrocks
May 1, 2020
“The man laughed and left us on the curb and went back and handed a bill to the driver in the middle of a great honking and some yelling, and then we saw the girls from the magazine moving off in a row, one cab after another, like a wedding party with nothing but bridesmaids.”
-Sylvia Plath
April 12, 2020
“Truth is, I hardly understood half of what the gold man said. I’d never seen a train, didn’t know the ocean route he spoke of, or where the workers had come from. But I understood his gold. I didn’t ask questions. He had a gold watch the size of my palm that he flicked as he talked. He was fat enough that I could cling like a tick to his wealth.”
-C Pam Zhang
March 1, 2020
“Reva was like the pills I took. They turned everything, even hatred, even love, into fluff I could bat away. And that was exactly what I wanted–my emotions passing like headlights that shine softly through a window, sweep past me, illuminate something vaguely familiar, then fade and leave me in the dark again.”
-Ottessa Moshfegh
December 28, 2019
“Some women make it look so easy, the way they cast ambition off like an expensive coat that no longer fits.”
-Jenny Offill
October 22, 2019
“Rather than fabulous and enviable, then, I felt in London the way you do when you take one step too many at the bottom of a flight of stairs: brought up short by the unexpected plateau and its dull, unyielding thud.”
-Lisa Halliday
June 7, 2019
“The wind opened and closed Rawiya’s scarf like a lung.”
-Zeyn Joukhadar
