the cold winds of insecurity... hadn't shredded the dreamy chrysalis of his childhood. He was still immersed in the dim, wet wonder… — Harold Brodkey Copy Share Image
“Everything was gone, the garden of wind and light, the Chrysalis, the Mother and her sister-crones, the rowan tree, everything. I was… — Debi Cimo Copy Share Image
You are the nest. You are the hatchling. You are the chrysalis. You are the progeny. You are the rot that falls… — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
“The caterpillar turns to liquid before turning into a butterfly. Liquid. Thus washing away any speck of his caterpillar self as he… — Hippie Copy Share Image
A book which is left on a shelf is a dead thing but it is also a chrysalis, an inanimate object packed… — Susan Hill Copy Share Image
You think that I am impoverishing myself withdrawing from men, but in my solitude I have woven for myself a silken web… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Cut a chrysalis open, and you will find a rotting caterpillar. What you will never find is that mythical creature, half caterpillar,… — Pat Barker Copy Share Image
