Write this into a simile "I was angry, so I quit"

Read the selection below and answer the question. an open boat by alfred noyes o, what is that whimpering there in the darkness? 

 'let him lie in my arms. he is breathing, i know.
 look. i'll wrap all my hair round his neck' – the sea's rising,
 the boat must be lightened. he's dead. he must go.' 


 see - quick - by that flash, where the bitter foam tosses, 
 the cloud of white faces, in the black open boat, 
 and the wild pleading woman that clasps her dead lover 
 and wraps her loose hair round his breast and his throat.
 'come, lady, he's dead.' - 'no, i feel his heart beating,
 he's living, i know. but he's numbed with the cold. 
 see, i'm wrapping my hair all around him to warm him.' -
- 'no. we can't keep the dead, dear. come, loosen your hold.

 'come. loosen your fingers.' - 'o god, let me keep him! ' -
 o, hide it, black night! let the winds have their way! 
 and there are no voices or ghosts from that darkness, 
 to fret the bare seas at the breaking of day. the imagery and word choice in the second stanza creates a tone of liveliness and joy danger and gloom silence and peace anger and hostility

What is a brief and often humorous statement of truth or opinion, such as "a watched pot never boils"

Which sentence best describes the biased way the author approaches this topic? boars = bacon. and gammon, chops, sausages and feel your salivary glands begin to tingle at the thought of your teeth sinking into that first tender mouthful, and you will be half way towards a sensible attitude towards these creatures. they’re pigs. porkers, hogs, swine, if you will. they dig up people’s gardens, occasionally attack their dogs, spread disease and generally cause a nuisance. in culinary terms, they’re no different to cows or sheep or any of the other feeble-minded, four-legged frolickers which, in various pasties, pies and other assorted pastry cases, end up on our steaming plates on a daily basis. low in fat but high in deliciousness, by eating a wild boar you aren’t depriving poor little peppa and george of a long-lost cousin, but rather reaffirming your god-given position at the top of the food chain. if a boar could eat you it would, thus i say we should return the favour with interest. so say no to the misty-eyed squealers and man up, tuck in and pig out!