Road Scenes
Road Scenes
See Also: NOISE, VEHICLES
- The cars come down them [London streets] like rats —V. S. Pritchett
- Cars nestled around the place like puppies feeding off a giant tit —Dan Wakefield
- Cars … run along together like sticks on a stream —John Updike
- Cars were flashing by [on highway] like toucans, bright red, hot pink and high yellow —Hortense Calisher
- A dirt road that ran like string through some nearby woods —Wilfrid Sheed
- The divided road looked like a striped gray snake curving across the brown landscape —A. E. Maxwell
- Far off the highway … lone lights signalled like boats anchored far at sea —Louise Erdrich
- Gradually the landscape on either side of the road became like an embrace —Susan Engberg
- Grunting taxicabs … wallowing yellowly in the bright sun like panting porkers —Harvey Swados
- The headlights of the cars in the deepening dusk were like a continuous stream of tracer-bullets aimed at anyone with temerity enough to cross their trajectory —Cornell Woolrich
- The highway shimmers like a polished stove top —Mary Hedin
- The interstate highway was like the ocean. It seemed to go on forever and was a similar color. Mirages of heat were shining in the distance like whitecaps —Bobbie Ann Mason
- The lighted road seemed to shift like snow —Martin Cruz Smith
- The motorway opened out before them like a black river, roaring —MacDonald Harris
- The road, black as a ravine —Helen Hudson
- The road dipped and rippled like a ribbon —Phyllis Naylor
- The road lay straight as a spear —Terry Bisson
- The road like a cat flattening its ears went into a straightaway —John Updike
- Roads that never stopped … but looped and turned with exquisite abandon, like a ball of yarn given infinite slack —Sharon Sheehe Stark
- Road that looked as smooth as a tablecloth —Wallace Stegner
- The road was tree-lined, the oaks arching over the roadway from either embankment like a canopy —Jonathan Valin
See Also: TREES
- The road wound like a twisted snake —Stephen Vincent Benet
- Saw the train pulled like a string of black beads over the horizon —Louise Erdrich
- The searchlights [of cars on the highway] coursed ahead like elongated greyhounds —Erich Maria Remarque
- The sound of the traffic is as faint as the roaring of a shell —John Cheever
- Steely [railway] tracks … like clean penstrokes —Dorothy Canfield Fisher
- Traffic moved like flies through a sieve —Tom Robbins
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