“Silence hung around the corners, draped like spider webs across all surfaces and hanging like smog in the air.”
“Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so lightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners.”
“For, like the wind, the sun, or the flowing river, like a soaring man-of-war or a beetle under a stone, like a spider at a web or a crab scuttling sideways across a shore, Nimrod was free.”
“This must be what a fly felt like when it was caught fast in a spider's web.”
“I clung to each word that fell from his lips like a spider to a web.”
“A story is like something you wind out of yourself. Like a spider, it is a web you weave, and you love your story like a child.”