Imagery Quotes

I think that cars today are almost the exact equivalent of the great Gothic cathedrals; I mean the s...

]sing to usthe one with violets in her lap]mostly]goes astray

]Sardisoften turning her thoughts here]you like a goddessand in your song most of all she rejoiced.B...

their heart grew coldthey let their wings down

Jonathan had been around Washington long enough to know that no offer was exactly what it seemed.

It was Christmas night in the Castle of the Forest Sauvage, and all around length. It hung on the bo...

I've recovered my tenderness by long looking;I'm a Socrates of small fury.The waves bends with the f...

What is more cheerful, now, in the fall of the year, than an open-wood-fire? Do you hear those littl...

One evening he was in his room, his brow pressing hard against the pane, looking, without seeing the...

Fear no more," said Clarissa. Fear no more the heat o' the sun; for the shock of Lady Bruton asking ...

I often wish I'd got on better with your father,' he said.But he never liked anyone who--our friends...

And now as if the cleaning and the scrubbing and the scything and the mowing had drowned it there ro...

James was sixteen, Cam seventeen, perhaps. She had looked round for someone who was not there, for M...

But soon the poltergeist ran out of ideas in connection with Aunt Maud and became, as it were, more ...

And just as he had tried, on the southern beach, to find again that unique rounded black pebble with...

It is deep January. The sky is hard.The stalks are firmly rooted in ice.It is in this solitude, a sy...

Rain woke him, a slow drizzle, his feet tangled in coils of discarded fiberoptics. The arcade's sea ...

For the first time she could see a man's head naked of its skull. Saw the cunning thoughts race in a...

Lisa was thinking, as she climbed the apparently unending staircase, the she had taken pretty long o...

Here we go mother on the shipless ocean.Pity us, pity the ocean, here we go.

We fell, but we never let the box fall from our hands. Then we ran. We ran blindly, and men and hous...

The cork was in the bottle. He and the Atropos were trapped.

The city was asleep, and the bookshop felt like a boat adrift in a sea of silence and shadows.

A lover finds his mistress asleep on a mossy bank; he wishes to catch a glimpse of her fair face wit...

From time to time, too, and for the space of two or three paces, an image or an echo would rise up f...

For mile after mile the same melodic phrase rose up in my memory. I simply couldn’t get free of it. ...

She was gracious and yet fading, like an old statue in a garden, that symbolizes the weather through...

I'm not asking you to describe the rain falling the night the archangel arrived; I'm demanding that ...

So when the blue smoke of brittle leaves was in the air and the wind blew the wet laundry stiff on t...

She is so distinct to me, it's as though I had run my hands all over her.

The pale pink light of dawn sparkled on branch and leaf and stone. Every blade of grass was carved f...

...and the country is like a great unfolded mantle with a green velvet cape bordered with a fringe o...

...All without any more sound than flipping over a playing card. And sitting in this limo, compared ...

Shimamoto was in charge of the records. She'd take one from its jacket, place it carefully on the tu...

Captain West advanced to meet me, and before our outstretched hands touched, before his face broke f...

In the height of the gusts, in my high position, where the seas did not break, I found myself compel...

But what becomes of the divinity when it reveals itself in icons, when it is multiplied in simulacra...

There is no more hope for meaning. And without a doubt this is a good thing: meaning is mortal. Appe...

it is dangerous to unmask images, since they dissimulate the fact that there is nothing behind them)...

What one exorcises in this [imagery] way at little cost, and for the price of a few tears, will neve...

Because, of course, it wouldn't do to just talk to her. She had spoken to him in flashes of daylight...

Because, of course, it wouldn't do to just talk to her. She had spoken to him in flashes of daylight...

Up then, fair phoenix bride, frustrate the sun;Thyself from thine affectionTakest warmth enough, and...

We have a bad habit of seeing books as sort of cheaply made movies where the words do nothing but cr...

Inside the building, the sun lights up segments of the rotting wooden floor through the many holes i...

The gray paint peels off the wall in odd and beautiful patterns, each cracked polygon of paint a sno...

Surrealism had a great effect on me because then I realised that the imagery in my mind wasn't insan...

But it is just two lovers, holding hands and in a hurry to reach their car, their locked hands a sta...

August has passed, and yet summer continues by force to grow days. They sprout secretly between the ...

She leaned out of the window slow and sleepy, and the light came through her nightdress like sand th...

It came out sparkling like liquid sky.

From daybreak to sunset she turned her thoughts, like boulders, over. She set them in long lines. Sh...

The autumn twilight turned into deep and early night as they walked. Tristran could smell the distan...

[About describing atomic models in the language of classical physics:]We must be clear that when it ...

Bronze-limbed and well-knit, like a statue wrought by a Grecian, he stood on the sand with his back ...

The brain had its own food on which it battened, and the imagination,made grotesque by terror, twist...

It was winter, and a night of bitter cold. The snow lay thick upon the ground, and upon the branches...

So overjoyed were they at their deliverance that they laughed aloud, and the Earth seemed to them li...

And it was at that age ... Poetry arrived in search of me. I don't know, I don't know where it came ...

There are mornings when, from the first ray of light seized upon by the eye, and the first simple so...

In a valley shaded with rhododendrons, close to the snow line, where a stream milky with meltwater s...