I only ask to be free. The butterflies are free. Mankind will surely not deny to Harold Skimpole what it concedes to… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Poetry is an enumeration of birds, bees, babies, butterflies, bugs, bambinos, babayagas, and bipeds, beating their way up bewildering bastions. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
How passionately we love everything that cannot last: the dazzling crystallory of winter, the spring in bloom, the fragile flight of butterflies,… — Dean Koontz Copy Share Image
I didn't want to learn the butterfly because it's hard. I got it right away, but I didn't want to do it. — Caeleb Dressel Copy Share Image
She was like a butterfly, full of color and vibrancy when she chose to open her wings, yet hardly visible when she… — Geraldine Brooks Copy Share Image
Nature is always lavish of her gifts even to the most insignificant forms. The butterflies and moths are richly dowered in this… — Annie Besant Copy Share Image
The butterfly doesn't know how long he has to live, but that doesn't stop him from spreading his wings and his joy. — Ash Sweeney Copy Share Image
When you're in young love your pulse pounds, your palms sweat, and there are butterflies in your stomach. It's like diarrhea for… — Daniel Tosh Copy Share Image
Archer reddened to the temples but dared not move or speak: it was as if her words had been some rare butterfly… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
Doing voiceovers is so great because even though many people would think it's just your voice, you really do use all your… — Ashley Bell Copy Share Image
“I've learnt that if you're careful, you can hold a butterfly in your hand. And that even if it's been trapped, frightened,… — Lisa Heathfield Copy Share Image
Feeling in love (or lust) and fear feel a lot alike. They both give you that anxious butterfly feeling in your stomach,… — Greg Behrendt Copy Share Image
“Sit down, Montag. Watch. Delicately, like the petals of a flower. Light the first page, light the second page. Each becomes a… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
Within hours, tweetted piece of information you've just doled out has become a monsoon, a hurricane of tangible energy that is literally… — Ian Somerhalder Copy Share Image
When we define the Photograph as a motionless image, this does not mean only that the figures it represents do not move;… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
My daughter, the Butterfly Girl, is 21 years old. She is not married. That third verse, in Butterfly Kisses, where I marry… — Bob Carlisle Copy Share Image
... just because [butterflies'] lives were short didn't mean they were tragic... See, they have a beautiful life. — Lisa Genova Copy Share Image
Bees blew like cake-crumbs through the golden air, white butterflies like sugared wafers, and when it wasn't raining a diamond dust took… — Laurie Lee Copy Share Image
Kind of like love before first sight.” and “Butterflies in your stomach. That was such a crappy metaphor. More like killer bees. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“He said that we belonged together because he was born with a flower and I was born with a butterfly and that… — Gemma Malley Copy Share Image
Today I offer a prayer of forgiveness: forgive the pettiness of my ingratitude... the absence of profound thankfulness. — Mary Anne Radmacher Copy Share Image
My parents have been incredibly supportive of me. They've always stood by me, whatever my decisions. When I was younger, I was… — Edith Bowman Copy Share Image
We can learn to trust ourselves by inquiring within. To practice doing this, sit quietly, close your eyes, and for a minute… — Sue Thoele Copy Share Image
If in 1989 I said, 'I have an idea: Bottle water and sell it. And charge more than a beer,' they would… — Adam Carolla Copy Share Image
Vladimir Nabokov was a writer who cared nothing for music and whose favorite sport was the pursuit, capture, and murder of butterflies.… — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
“The second Mrs. Helstone, inversing the natural order of insect existence, would have fluttered through the honeymoon a bright, admired butterfly, and… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
There are two bodies - the rudimental and the complete; corresponding with the two conditions of the worm and the butterfly. What… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
They [the children] live in a world of delightful imagination; they pursue persons and objects that never existed; they make an Argosy… — Woodrow Wilson Copy Share Image
I remember, with Kendrick on 'To Pimp a Butterfly,' I was in tears. I literally was because it had pulled me and… — Thundercat Copy Share Image
Even the pictures I was doing at college - a little narrative based on a butterfly catcher, or a chimney sweep -… — Tim Walker Copy Share Image
“Forgive your past because it the vehicle through your process and from this point forward your life is made of 100% future;… — Johnnie Dent Jr Copy Share Image
“Forgetting... is a beautiful thing. When you forget, you remake yourself... For a caterpillar to become a butterfly, it must forget it… — Robert Jackson Bennett Copy Share Image
I like - it's not that I want to be someone different from me, but I suppose it partly is that. I… — Gene Wilder Copy Share Image
When I try to describe how I feel when you hold me, I get butterflies, I hear lullabies, it's hard to explain… — Christina Aguilera Copy Share Image
The matter of making christening robes for caterpillars, it is not a difficult one; the difficulty is to get a frisky caterpillar… — Opal Whiteley Copy Share Image
Some say it is best not to go near the center of time. Life is a vessel of sadness, but is noble… — Alan Lightman Copy Share Image
I've met presidents, but I've never performed for one. I said it was the first time in 50 years I actually had… — Dick Van Dyke Copy Share Image
Dada is not modern at all, it is rather a return to a quasi-Buddhist religion of indifference. Dada puts an artificial sweetness… — Tristan Tzara Copy Share Image
Hour of Stars (1920) The round silence of night, one note on the stave of the infinite. Ripe with lost poems, I… — Federico Garcia Lorca Copy Share Image
“like a delicate butterfly to us, who, carefree and exhilarated, fluttered right into the lamp of life, scorching her fine wings. uns… — Ernst Benkard Copy Share Image