Bees Quote by Hortense Calisher Download Open image “'Ms.' is a syllable which sounds like a bumble bee is breaking wind.” — Hortense Calisher ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.6 out of 5 (4 ratings) Copy quoteShare Bees Bumble bee Sound Syllables Wind
It thunders, howls, roars, hisses, whistles, blusters, hums, growls, rumbles, squeaks, groans, sings, crackles, cracks, rattles, flickers, clicks, snarls, tumbles, whimpers, whines, rustles, murmurs,… — Georg C. Lichtenberg Copy Share Image
To babble is to make a feminine noise somewhat resembling the sound of a brook, but with less meaning. — Oliver Herford Copy Share Image
“Alliteration. It’s when you repeat the same consonant in a phrase,” Memphis explained. “Huh. I was hoping it was something dirty.” — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
It's spelled, like, S-E-R-G. I always thought it would be funny if I called my son 'Sir.' Like calling your daughter 'Ma'am,' or something… — Pamela Adlon Copy Share Image
“It created a murmur of voices, from which no single word could be discerned. Instead, it synthesized the sound of bees buzzing around in… — Ashley DiMuzio Copy Share Image
“Sometimes when the wind blows through the leaves, it sounds like your name. It’s like a sigh then. The most beautiful sound I ever… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“The music of the busy bee Is drowsy, and it comforts me; But, ah! ’tis quite another thing, When that same bee concludes to… — Dave Goulson Copy Share Image
“Gimme an S! A T! An O! A C! Followed by a K-H-O-L-M! What's it spell? HEAD FUCK. - Jane” — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
In mid-wood silence, thus, how sweet to be; Where all the noises, that on peace intrude, Come from the chittering cricket, bird, and bee,… — John Clare Copy Share Image
“Soon the Mississippi night hummed by outside his windows, bug, bird, frog, the wind on his face.” — Tom Franklin Copy Share Image
Every art is a church without communicants, presided over by a parish of the respectable. An artist is born kneeling; he fights to stand.… — Hortense Calisher Copy Share Image
But memory, after a time, dispenses its own emphasis, making a feuilleton of what we once thought most ponderable, laying its wreath on what… — Hortense Calisher Copy Share Image
Diplomacy is what is practiced after-the-fact. Never be too right too soon -- as any smart Uncle will tell you. The man who guesses… — Hortense Calisher Copy Share Image
It has always seemed to me that if you could talk about your work in fully-formed phrases, you wouldn't write it. The writing is… — Hortense Calisher Copy Share Image
Those who have not been stung will hardly fear a bee the same as those who have. — Sara Sheridan Copy Share Image
Pray look upon the plants and birds, the ants, spiders, and bees, and you will see them all exerting their nature, and busy in… — Marcus Aurelius Copy Share Image
You see, years ago I was just an ordinary bee minding my own business, smelling flowers all day, and occasionally picking up part-time work… — Norton Juster Copy Share Image
When I heard that the bees were in trouble, the fact that they're disappearing and not coming back to the hive, which is a… — Louie Schwartzberg Copy Share Image
Precise, graceful, and generous, the poems in SuperLoop, seem to be born out of a deep, careful attention and a profound compassion. Sometimes the… — Ada Limon 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 dream their… — Charles Tennyson Turner Copy Share Image
“This time of year, the purple blooms were busy with life- not just the bees, but butterflies and ladybugs, skippers and emerald-toned beetles, flitting… — Susan Wiggs Copy Share Image
My banks they are furnish'd with bees, Whose murmur invites one to sleep. — William Shenstone Copy Share Image
There are certain pursuits which, if not wholly poetic and true, do at least suggest a nobler and finer relation to nature than we… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
