Bees Quote by Mary Stewart

“In the quarter where the sun should have appeared, the sky was covered by a strange reddish cloud, like smoke, like hot ashes, like…

— Alejo Carpentier

When they turned off, it was still early in the pink and green fields. The fumes of morning, sweet and bitter, sprang up where…

— Eudora Welty

“They looked like butterflies, except that they had the long, pointed beaks of hummingbirds, and they seemed to be made out of darkness and…

— Lauren Oliver

“The mullein had finished blooming, and stood up out of the pastures like dusty candelabra. The flowers of Queen Anne's lace had curled up…

— Elizabeth Enright

“Without sight to get in the way of things, the whole world was suddenly alive with sound: the lapping of water as it washed…

— Kate Morton

“Years passed with nothing to show in a land once so enchanted that bees and butterflies slept safe in the blossoms after their nectar…

— Ellen Herrick

“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

“Alice stopped walking as a dragonfly hovered close. 'Yellow-winged darter.' The name came to mind of its own accord. She watched as the insect…

— Kate Morton

“There were rockets like a flock of scintillating birds singing with sweet voices. There were green trees with trunks of dark smoke: their leaves…

— J.R.R. Tolkien

“The wind shook some blossoms from the trees, and the heavy lilac blooms, with their clustering stars, moved to and fro in the languid…

— Oscar Wilde

They lay on their heathery beds and listened to all the sounds of the night. They heard the little grunt of a hedgehog going…

— Enid Blyton

“The only sounds here were lazy, ponderous, gentle sounds. A bee hung low in the warm afternoon haze, and he watched it unafraid, listened…

— Michael Montoure