Deep in the sun-searched growths the dragonfly Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky. — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
The Spider as an Artist Has never been employed- Though his surpassing Merit Is freely certified. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
What a tourist terms a plague of insects, the fly fisher calls a great hatch. — Patrick F. McManus Copy Share Image
Human beings ought not to draw in their antennae at every ungentle touch, like supersensitive insects. — E. T. A. Hoffmann Copy Share Image
A single swallow, it is said, devours ten millions of insects every year. The supplying of these insects I take to be… — Ambrose Bierce Copy Share Image
I want to find a language that transforms language itself into steel for the spirit--a language to use against these sparkling insects,… — Mahmoud Darwish Copy Share Image
An innocent bird is not innocent from the insect's point of view! Only man can attain the rank of innocence through becoming… — Mehmet Murat Ildan Copy Share Image
The transformation scene, where man is becoming insect and insect has become at least man and beyond that - a flying, godlike,… — Michael O'Donoghue Copy Share Image
... a country encapsulates our childhood and those lanes, byres, fields, flowers, insects, suns, moons and stars are forever reoccurring. — Edna O'Brien Copy Share Image
To survive, our minds must taste redwood, and agate, octopi, bat, and in the bat's mouth, insect. It's hard to think like… — James Bertolino Copy Share Image
It seems that scientists are often attracted to beautiful theories in the way that insects are attracted to flowers — not by… — Steven Weinberg Copy Share Image
Insects have their own point of view about civilization a man thinks he amounts to a great deal but to a flea… — Don Marquis Copy Share Image
As one sits here in summertime and listens to the cuckoo and all the other bird songs, the crackling and buzzing of… — Carl Linnaeus Copy Share Image
A brown spotted lady-bug climbed the dizzy height of a grass blade, and Tom bent down close to it and said, "Lady-bug,… — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
A net set up to catch fish may snare a duck; a mantis hunting an insect may itself be set upon by… — Zicheng Hong Copy Share Image
I listen to the summer symphony outside my window. Truthfully, it's not a symphony at all. There's no tune, no melody, only… — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
From one point of view we can say that we have human bodies and are practicing the Buddha's teachings and are thus… — Dalai Lama Copy Share Image
In terms of sustainability and what we eat and what its footprint is on the environment and the consequences of eating one… — Mary Roach Copy Share Image
The ascent to the divine Life is the human journey, the Work of works, the acceptable Sacrifice. This alone is man's real… — Sri Aurobindo Copy Share Image
“The steps, also brick, were lined on both sides with potted plants. Grandma grew lemongrass, citronella, and catnip in those pots to… — Rhonda McKnight Copy Share Image
“dear samantha i’m sorry we have to get a divorce i know that seems like an odd way to start a love… — Jared Singer Copy Share Image
I feel overawed by quantity where counting no longer makes sense. By unrepeatability within such a quantity. By creatures of nature gathered… — Magdalena Abakanowicz Copy Share Image
Bird taxonomy is a difficult field because of the severe anatomical constraints imposed by flight. There are only so many ways to… — Jared Diamond Copy Share Image
In time they sank and decayed, and nothing is left of them except an occasional impression in stones, in stones now found… — Erik Fosnes Hansen Copy Share Image
What gives a wriggle And makes you giggle When you eat'em? Whose weensy little feet Make my heart really beat? Why, it's… — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share Image
We Indians do not teach that there is only one god. We know that everything has power, including the most inanimate, inconsequential… — Russell Means Copy Share Image
Among the myrtles the mantids moved, lightly, carefully, swaying slightly, the quintessence of evil. They were lank and green, with chinless faces… — Gerald Durrell Copy Share Image
One night a friend lent me a book of short stories by Franz Kafka. I went back to the pension where I… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
I have a sort of a fetish for insects, clockwork, monsters, dark places, and unborn things — Guillermo del Toro Copy Share Image
His Labor is a Chant - His Idleness -a Tune - Oh, for a Bee's experience Of Clovers, and of Noon! — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
When the sun shines let foolish gnats make sport, But creep in crannies when he hides his beams. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
It's weird how me and that insect are miles apart in terms of lifestyle, yet we both like a biscuit. — Karl Pilkington Copy Share Image
“Despite its dark veins, the transparency of dragonfly’s wings assures me of a pure, innocent world” — Munia Khan Copy Share Image
