The Simile Museum

Tag: Novel

“Strength, grace, romance, folly, poetry, youth–she read him like a page.”

-Virginia Woolf

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“I commence shaving my head, head shaving as meditation. The old sensation of the clippers is a pleasure that never diminishes, the buzz is dulling and senseless in my ears. My little hairs drift down to the mouth of the toilet and start forming like a rare algae on the surface.”

-Gabe Habash

“My saliva became like hot bitter glue.”

-Ralph Ellison

“The Boston T was completely different from the New York subway–the lines named after colors, the cars so clean and small, like toys. And yet it wasn’t a toy, grown men used it, with serious expressions on their faces.”

-Elif Batuman

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“We all got into the back of a taxi together and started fixing up our seat belts. Bobbi sat in the middle, with her head turned to speak to Melissa, so I could see the back of her neck and her little spoon-like ear.”

-Sally Rooney

“This seemingly futile moment marked the beginning of our long journey toward nothingness, into the craggy pits of this measly universe. Generation after generation, our bodies have been coated with the dust of death. Our hearts have been extinguished, our lives leveled. We are weary, thin as rakes, hacked into pieces. But we believe our duty is to persevere against a world hell-bent on eliminating the few who dare to sprout in the collective manure of degenerate humans. That’s where I come into the picture. I–astonished and amazed at the magnitude of darkness that surrounds us–am the last in a long line of valiant thinkers.”

-Azareen Van Der Vliet Oloomi

“Leaning back on his rattan chair, sporting a white T-shirt and khakis, his perfect ankles exposed because he wore no socks with his boat shoes, he was cool as ice cream even in the tropical weather.”

-Viet Thanh Nguyen