Bees Quote by John Muir Download Open image “Handle a book as a bee does a flower, extract its sweetness but do not damage it.” — John Muir ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.0 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Bees Book Books Damage Doe Flower Gardening Handle Sweetness
I have somewhere seen it observed that we should make the same use of a book that the bee does of a flower: she… — Charles Caleb Colton Copy Share Image
As a bee gathering nectar does not harm or disturb the color & fragrance of the flower; so do the wise move through the world. — Gautama Buddha Copy Share Image
So our student will flit like a busy bee through the entire garden of literature, light on every blossom, collect a little nectar from… — Desiderius Erasmus Copy Share Image
The bee collects honey from flowers in such a way as to do the least damage or destruction to them, and he leaves them… — Saint Francis de Sales Copy Share Image
How to extract its honey from the flower of the world. That is my everyday business. I am as busy as a bee about… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
The flowers are full of honey, but only the bee finds out the sweetness. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Copy Share Image
It is not the bee's touching on the flowers that gathers the honey, but her abiding for a time upon them, and drawing out… — Joseph Hall Copy Share Image
How doth the little busy bee Improve each shining hour, And gather honey all the day From every opening flower! — Isaac Watts Copy Share Image
I go to books and to nature as a bee goes to the flower, for a nectar that I can make into my own… — John Burroughs Copy Share Image
I go to books and to nature as the bee goes to a flower, for a nectar that I can make into my own… — John Burroughs Copy Share Image
I will follow my instincts, be myself for good or ill, and see what will be the upshot. — John Muir Copy Share Image
During my first years in the Sierra, I was ever calling on everybody within reach to admire them, but I found no one half… — John Muir Copy Share Image
...full of God's thoughts, a place of peace and safety amid the most exalted grandeur and enthusiastic action, a new song, a place of… — John Muir Copy Share Image
“Here are the roots of all the life of the valleys, and here more simply than elsewhere is the eternal flux of nature manifested.” — John Muir Copy Share Image
Another glorious day, the air as delicious to the lungs as nectar to the tongue. — John Muir Copy Share Image
Long, blue, spiky-edged shadows crept out across the snow-fields, while a rosy glow, at first scarce discernible, gradually deepened and suffused every mountain-top, flushing… — John Muir Copy Share Image
“This grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never all dried at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor… — John Muir Copy Share Image
When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world. — John Muir Copy Share Image
In studying the fate of our forest king, we have thus far considered the action of purely natural causes only; but, unfortunately, man is… — John Muir 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
