, Said I looked like a garden of dahlias, and showed up her neat navy blue.
— from Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 101, August 15, 1891 by Various
To those who look at me from the top of the Serapeium, when I pass in the street, I look like a grain of rice; but that grain of rice has caused among men, griefs, despairs, hates, and crimes enough to have filled Tartarus.
— from Thais by Anatole France
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