Reading Review Figurative Language

"You are the dew on the morning grass and the burning wheel of the sun."

"A hot wind was blowing around my head, the strands of my hair lifting and swirling in it, like ink in spilled water."

"Long live the rose that grew from concrete

When no one else even cared!"

"The roof might fly off, the walls might buckle from the pressure of his rage."

Romeo: "What, art thou hurt?"

Mercutio: "Ay, ay, a scratch, a scratch."

(After being stabbed)

"Ten thousand saw I at a glance

Tossing their heads in sprightly dance."

"If you want my opinion on the mystery of life and all that, I can give it to you in a nutshell. The universe is like a safe to which there is a combination. But the combination is locked up and safe."

"I can resist everything, except temptation."

"I heard it through the grapevine."