Quotes about likeness

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“In the kitchens of love, after all, vice is like the pepper in a good sauce; it brings out the flavour, it's indispensable.”

“I feel like a carton of eggs holding up an elephant.”

“I'll be as dirty as I please, and I like to be dirty, and I will be dirty!”

“And then I thought that I had to be like Sherlock Holmes and I had to detach my mind at will to a remarkable degree so that I did not notice how much it was hurting inside my head.”

“Oh no, no, no! Are you going to suck my blood? (Amanda
Do I look like a lawyer to you? (Kyrian)”

“There was a sound like a human yawn, and then the skull turned slightly toward me and asked, "What's up, boss?"

"Evil's afoot."

"Well, sure," Bob said, "because it refuses to learn the metric system. Otherwise it'd be up to a meter by now.”

“There is no rule on how to write. Sometimes it comes easily and perfectly; sometimes it's like drilling rock and then blasting it out with charges.”

“There is evil! It's actual, like cement.

I can't believe it. I can't stand it.

Evil is not a view… it's an ingredient in us. In the world. Poured over us, filtering into our bodies, minds, hearts, into the pavement itself.”

“This is Ian. He's no' usually speechless. Or so well dressed."
-Conner
I shouldna wear my best clothes to meet an angel from heaven?"
-Ian
"You look very nice, I love your shirt."
-Marielle
"Thank you"
-Ian
"I have a shirt like that, too."
-Conner”

“Looking at the past is like lolling in a rocking chair. It is so relaxing and you can rock back and forth on the porch, and never go forward.”

“I like to stretch my mind by reading and writing and watching educational TV shows like The Bachelor to learn the complex mating rituals of heterosexuals.”

“Instead of finding himself in nerd heaven—where every nerd gets fifty-eight virgins to role-play with—he woke up in Robert Wood Johnson with two broken legs and a separated shoulder, feeling like, well, he'd jumped off the New Brunswick train bridge.”

“I think of my pile of old paperbacks, their pages gone wobbly, like they'd once belonged to the sea.”

“She wanted to return to her dream. Perhaps it was still somewhere there behind her closed eyelids. Perhaps a little of its happiness still clung like gold dust to her lashes. Don't dreams in fairy tales sometimes leave a token behind?”

“A day without sunshine is like, you know, night.”

“To a gargoyle on the ramparts of Notre Dame as Esmeralda rides off with Gringoire Quasimodo says. "Why was I not made of stone like thee?”

“… for a girl with eyes like hers has a will and is not ruled by anyone but a lover.”

“You showed me what it was like to love. What the world could be like, if”

“When it comes to men, deal with them as they are, not how you’d like them to be.”

“Between two worlds life hovers like a star, twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge.”

“Your writing", she said to me, "it's so raw. It's like a sledgehammer, and yet it has humor and tenderness….”

“Kissing Simon was pleasant. It was a gentle sort of pleasant, like lying in a hammock on a summer day with a book and a glass of lemonade”

“I was never really on my side in any argument. I liked the Old Testament spitefulness of the phraseSometimes women do.”

“She had eyes like strange sins.”

“The delight we inspire in others has this enchanting peculiarity that, far from being diminished like every other reflection, it returns to us more radiant than ever.”

“Yes!" Narissus unslung his bow and grabbed an arrow from his dusty quiver. "The first one who get that bronze, I will like youas much as I like me. I might even kiss you, right after I kiss my reflection!"

"Oh my gods!" the nymphs squealed.”

“There is no future for e-books, because they are not books. E-books smell like burned fuel.”

“The realization wasn't crushing. It was gentle, like a final tendril of smoke from a dying candle.”

“Even to me the issue of "stay small, sweet, quiet, and modest" sounds like an outdated problem, but the truth is that women still run into those demands whenever we find and use our voices.”

“When I turn around, he cups my face in his hands and he kisses me so deeply that I don't know who is breathing for who, but his mouth and tongue taste like warm honey. I don't know how long it lasts, but when I let go of him, I miss it already.”

“I have a system with bathrooms. I spend a lot of time in them. They are sanctuaries, public places of peace spaced throughout the world for people like me.”

“For them, it was nothing but an ordinary day on an ordinary day on an ordinary weekend, but for her, there was something revelatory about the notion that wonderful moments like these existed.”

“When you put on a clown suit and a rubber nose, nobody has any idea what you look like inside.”

“I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop. This is the night, what it does to you.”

“And an inky-colored despair of rejection enveloped me like the black tortilla of depression around a pain burrito.”

“There's all kinds of love in the world, and not all of it looks like the stuff in greeting cards.”

“Intuition is like reading a word without having to spell it out. A child can't do that because it has had so little experience. A grown-up person knows the word because they've seen it often before.”

“My mind begins to seem like a video game: I can either play it intelligently, learning more in each round, or I can be killed in the same spot by the same monster, again and again.”

“What I do know is that when I was sitting with you that night, I felt like God was telling me that I was doing the right thing.”

“I think I like ‘mundane’ better than ‘bloodsucker,’” Simon muttered.
“With Jace, you don’t really get to choose your insulting nickname.”
-Simon and Clary, pg.234-”

“I loved the idea of a girl going into a dark alley, and a monster comes, and then she just aces him. It’s like, you want to see the tiny person suddenly take control. God, my whole career is basically about that!”

“They're Lares. House gods."
"House gods," Percy said. "Like… smaller than real gods, but larger than apartment gods?”

“We all screw up. Everyone makes mistakes. That’s what she did. It was bad judgment, that’s all. You don’t cut off the people you love for mistakes like that.”

“The words were unexpected, but so incisively true. So much of prayer is like that - an encounter with a truth that has sunk to the bottom of the heart, that wants to be found, wants to be spoken, wants to be elevated into the realm of sacredness.”

“Driving a motorcycle is like flying. All your senses are alive. Being House is like flying, too. He's free of the gravity of what people think.”

“Ah, yes" Langdon said with a knowing smile. "Who better than a bunch of celibate octogeneraians to tell the world how to have sex?"

Sinskey was liking the professor more and more every second.”

“I like the way he looks at me, like I am a wood nymph that he happened upon one day and just had to take home to keep.”

“No. I don't go through your things. I just come once in a while to make sure you're in one piece. I like knowing you're safe, asleep in your bed. I haven't stolen anything…”

“Even trees understand me! Good heavens, I lie under
them, too, don't I? I'm just like a pile of leaves.”

“Life is like an onion; you peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep.”

“Thinking like your prey… that's where you find their vulnerabilities.”

“It's your eyes. They're… more serious than they used to be. Like they've seen things they shouldn't have.”

“Death, jewelry, or magic; it sounded like Valentine's Day.”

“Frank didn’t drop you on purpose,” she said. “He’s not like that. He’s just a little clumsy sometimes.”

“Oops,” Leo said, in his best Frank Zhang voice. “Dropped Leo into a squad of enemy soldiers. Dang it!”

“Oh, ‘twould be marvelous if the world and its moral questions were like some game board, with plain black players and white, and fixed rules, and nary a shade of grey.”

“While we're waiting for a cab I'll give you your lesson for today. Don't listen to what your teachers tell ya, you know. Don't pay attention. Just, just see what they look like and that's how you'll know what life is really gonna be like.”

“The water crumbles on it's way down as my hands and feet push me forward. The world is lightening, taking shape, and turning to color. It feels like it's being painted around me.”

“How had it begun? Like everything: with mothers and fathers. Because of Lydia’s mother and father, because of her mother’s and father’s mothers and fathers.”

“Like most Beta Males, he didn't realize that being a good guy was not necessarily an attraction to women.”

“Engaging with haters is like rearranging pictures on the Titanic. What’s the point?”

“The dream is like a river, ever changing as it flows and the dreamer just a vessel that must follow where it goes. We must lean from what's behind us never knowing what's in store keeps each day a contant battle just to stay between the shore”

“They wore their strange beauty like war paint.”

“Dude, the place is filling up," I say. "It feels like we're living in the bottom half of an hourglass."
Like somehow we're running out of time.”

“You are the best kind of killer, Cassel Sharpe, the kind that never has blood on his hands. The kind that never has to sicken at the sight of what he's done, or come to like it too much.”

“Reading one book is like eating one potato chip.”

“Think like a queen. A queen if not afraid to fail. Failure is another stepping stone to greatness.”

“The first thing you have to know is yourself. A man who knows himself can step outside himself and watch his own reactions like an observer.”

“And don’t worry about the bits you can’t understand. Sit back and allow the words to wash around you, like music.”

“You smell like honeysuckle. You likin' ole Jack now?"

"I never stopped liking you. Even when you were warding me away with the power of Catholicism.”

“Hadn't one of my all-time favorite reveries been to become a cranky hermit, live unperturbed in my house, and have things brought to me like a monarch or tribal lord?”

“Life is like underwear, should be changed twice a day.”

“I’d like to just get one of those pink clouds and put you in it and push you around.”

“Chiron probably wanted me to say, Heck it wa nothing. I eat hellhounds for breakfast. But I didn't feel like lying.”

“Words should wander and meander. They should fly like owls and flicker like bats and slip like cats. They should murmur and scream and dance and sing.”

“I like flaws. I think they make things interesting.”

“Few tasks are more like the torture of Sisyphus than housework, with its endless repetition: the clean becomes soiled, the soiled is made clean, over and over, day after day.”

“Do you know what it's like to run spellcheck for six hours? It's like a party in purgatory. A party in purgatory where all they have to drink is sugar-free Kool-aid, and the only game to play is Monopoly, and none of your friends show up.”

“if you think of a relationship as a living entity, I guess it's one thing if the missing two percent is, like, a fingernail. But when it's the heart, that's a whole different ball of wax.”

“I don't define myself by the boys who may or may not like me.”

“That's what came from having romance in your soul. You believe in things like love at first sight and perfect presents.”

“But shame is like a wound that is never exposed and therefore never heals.”

“The Angels don’t like to be called losers, but they have learned to live with it. “Yeah, I guess I am,” said one. “But you’re looking at one loser who’s going to make a hell of a scene on the way out.”

“I love feeling the rhythm of other people's lives. It's like traveling.”

“I suspect that much of life is like that. We seldom see what is closest to our eyes.”

“In his blue gardens men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars.”

“He felt like somebody had taken the lid off life and let him see the works.”

“I was of the opinion that the past is past, and like all that is not now it should remain buried along the side of our memories.”

“When you've never gotten love from someone, you don't know what it might look like if it ever does appear. You look for it in everything: any bright light overhead could be a star.”

“Last time I talked to her she didn't sound like herself. She's depressed. It's awful what happens when people run out of money. They start thinking they're no good.”

“But, like ivy, we grow where there is room for us.”

“The wacky thing about those bad guys is that you can't count on them to be obvious. They forget to wax their mustaches and goatees, leave their horns at home, send their black hats to the dry cleaner's. They're funny like that.”

“Clary wondered what exactly peanut-fish-olive-tomato soup tasted like.”

“Hades took off his helm. His complexion was even paler than usual. He had a bad case of helmet hair. He was sweating and nervous and blinking like he had something in his eyes. "I am Hades," he said in a squeaky voice. "I love you.”

“It's Annie and me they're all sitting around here like cardboard people judging; It's Annie and me. And what we did that they think is wrong, when you pare it all down, was fall in love.”

“Lover," she whispers, and closes her eyes.
It falls upon her.
Love is like dying.”

“Perhaps not," said Will, who had ears like a bat's. "But I would make a radiant bride.”

“I TOLD MY NEW FRIENDS I was allergic to dismemberment. They just laughed and herded me toward the combat arena. This is why I don’t like making new friends.”

“Who cares if you have a girlfriend, anyway?"

"I care" Simon said gloomily. "Pretty soon the only people left without a girlfriend will be me and Wendell the school janitor. And he smells like windex.”

“There's a taste in the air, sweet and vaguely antiseptic, that reminds him of his teenage years in these streets, and of a general state of longing, a hunger for life to begin that from this distance seems like happiness.”