The little bee returns with evening's gloom, To join her comrades in the braided hive, Where, housed beside their might honey-comb, They… — Charles Tennyson Turner Copy Share Image
I planned how I would kill myself in the time of Churchill (stand under bombs), Victoria (throw myself under a horse), and… — Chris Cleave Copy Share Image
Sometimes I think of myself as a little bee. I go from one area of the studio to another and gather pollen… — Walt Disney Copy Share Image
“I ask you right here please to agree with me that a scar is never ugly. That is what the scar makers… — Chris Cleave Copy Share Image
In the world of the superheroes, everything had value, potential, mystery. Any person, thing, or object could be drafted into service in… — Grant Morrison Copy Share Image
Kids are without a doubt the most suspicious diners in the world. They will eat mud (raw or baked) rocks, paste, crayons,… — Erma Bombeck Copy Share Image
“She turned her head, only to be met with the softest, warmest belly of Little Bee, who had curved her tiny body… — Nadia El-Fassi Copy Share Image
“People on the web don’t settle for what’s given to them; they’re prepared to enquire and challenge and discover and then share… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Isn't it sad, growing up? You start off like my Charlie. You start off thinking you can kill all the baddies and… — Chris Cleave Copy Share Image
“There must be some unwritten law that says about fifty people have to move into your house when somebody dies. If it… — Adam Rapp Copy Share Image
Take from my palms, to soothe your heart, a little honey, a little sun, in obedience to Persephone's bees. You can't untie… — Osip Mandelstam Copy Share Image
“You know, I was stumped one day when a little boy asked, 'Do you draw Mickey Mouse?' I had to admit I… — Walt Disney Copy Share Image
“They talk too much for me. They have worries, aims, desires, that I cannot understand. I often sit with one of them… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
“You start on Monday with the idea implanted in your bosom that you are going to enjoy yourself. You wave an airy… — Jerome K. Jerome Copy Share Image
“Take from my palms, to soothe your heart, a little honey, a little sun, in obedience to Persephone's bees. You can't untie… — Osip Mandelstam Copy Share Image
“Aren't you the cutest," she cooed, lifting the kitten against her chest. Immediately, the kitten started kneading miniature biscuits into Rosemary's forearms,… — Nadia El-Fassi Copy Share Image
“Compromise, eh? Isn't it sad, growing up? You start off like Charlie. You start off thinking you can kill all the baddies… — Chris Cleave Copy Share Image
“ADD A BUZZER TO YOUR GAME Congratulations: You’ve finished the last project in the book! Now, it’s up to you to decide… — Oyvind Nydal Dahl Copy Share Image
So when I say that I am a refugee, you must understand that there is no refuge. — Chris Cleave Copy Share Image
“There are countries of the world, and regions of one's own mind, where it is unwise to travel.” — Chris Cleave Copy Share Image
“No games to-morrow! If I, as a honest tradesman, succeed in providing a jinte of meat or two, none of your not… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Once upon a time there was a bear and a bee who lived in a wood and were the best of friends.… — Banksy Copy Share Image
“Isn't it sad, growing up? You start off like my Charlie. You start off thinking you can kill all the baddies and… — Chris Cleave Copy Share Image
The little bee returns with evening's gloom, To join her comrades in the braided hive, Where, housed beside their might honey-comb, They… — Jacques Yves Cousteau Copy Share Image
I have to tell it again and again: I have no doctrine. I only point out something. I point out reality, I… — Martin Buber Copy Share Image
If a man were poor or hungry, [some] would say, let us pray for him. I would suggest a little different regimen… — John Taylor Copy Share Image
“...take a page from the life of the little bee. People as a rule think that it gets honey right from the… — Hiram Alfred Cody Copy Share Image
“We are here in a wood of little beeches: And the leaves are like black lace Against a sky of nacre. One… — Frederic Manning Copy Share Image
“Did you know that the Russians sent dogs into space? My mother told me this when I was a boy. Nobody knew… — Craig Davidson Copy Share Image
“Point for Electra,” Niobe says. Sevro has to stop himself from clapping. Pax tries to recover, but Electra is on him. Three… — Pierce Brown Copy Share Image
“Under the Republic dueling was forbidden, but it was not in the German character to forego a custom so dear to our… — Kathrine Kressmann Taylor Copy Share Image