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Insects Quotes by Lewis Thomas
- Animals, even plants, lie to each other all the time, and we could restrict the research to them, putting off the real truth about ourselves…
- We live in a dancing matrix of viruses; they dart, rather like bees, from organism to organism, from plant to insect to mammal to me…
- I can say, if I like, that social insects behave like the working parts of an immense central nervous system: the termite colony is an…
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- In the holy city of Mecca, violence of any kind was forbidden. From the moment they left home, pilgrims were not permitted… — Karen Armstrong
- None of God's Creatures absolutely consider'd are in their own Nature Contemptible; the meanest Fly, the poorest Insect has its Use and… — Mary Astell
- Love has its own instinct, finding the way to the heart, as the feeblest insect finds the way to its flower, with… — Honore de Balzac
- I love all animals. I have a fascination with fish, birds, whales - sentient life - insects, reptiles. — Nicolas Cage
- I wanted to know the name of every stone and flower and insect and bird and beast. I wanted to know where… — George Washington Carver
- The life of an uneducated man is as useless as the tail of a dog which neither covers its rear end, nor… — Chanakya
- What would be left of our tragedies if an insect were to present us his? — Emile M. Cioran
- Nothing is more humbling than to look with a strong magnifying glass at an insect so tiny that the naked eye sees… — Rudolf Arnheim
- In 1847 I gave an address at Newton, Mass., before a Teachers' Institute conducted by Horace Mann. My subject was grasshoppers. I… — Louis Agassiz
- ... on these expanded membranes [butterfly wings] Nature writes, as on a tablet, the story of the modifications of species, so truly… — Henry Walter Bates
- The sky was of the deepest blue, with a few white, fleecy clouds drifting lazily across it, and the air was filled… — Arthur Conan Doyle
- Music is in all growing things; And underneath the silky wings Of smallest insects there is stirred A pulse of air that… — George Parsons Lathrop