#bees

We think we can make honey without sharing in the fate of bees, but we are in truth nothing but poor bees, destined to accomplish our task and then die. ↗

— Muriel Barbery

#honey #meaning-of-life #life

Place a beehive on my grave And let the honey soak through. When I'm dead and gone, That's what I want from you. The streets of heaven are gold and sunny, But I'll stick with my plot and a pot of honey. Place a beehive on my grave And let the honey soak through. ↗

— Sue Monk Kidd

#life

I like pulling on a baggy bee suit, forgetting myself and getting as close to the bees' lives as they will let me, remembering in the process that there is more to life than the merely human. ↗

— Sue Hubbell

#bees #human #life

As long as you live under my roof, you'll do what I say!" he shouted. Then I'll find another roof, I thought. "You understand me?" he said. "Yes sir, I understand" I said, and I did too. I understand that a new rooftop would do wonders for me. ↗

— Sue Monk Kidd

#secret-life-of-bees #life

Handle a book as a bee does a flower, extract its sweetness but do not damage it. ↗

— John Muir

#books #nature #nature

One can no more approach people without love than one can approach bees without care. Such is the quality of bees... ↗

— Leo Tolstoy

#earth #love #nature #love

Perfect hexagonal tubes in a packed array. Bees are hard-wired to lay them down, but how does an insect know enough geometry to lay down a precise hexagon? It doesn't. It's programmed to chew up wax and spit it out while turning on its axis, and that generates a circle. Put a bunch of bees on the same surface, chewing side-by-side, and the circles abut against each other - deform each other into hexagons, which just happen to be more efficient for close packing anyway. ↗

— Peter Watts

#geometry #nature #nature-s-grandeur #nature

If the bee disappeared off the face of the earth, man would only have four years left to live. ↗

— Albert Einstein

#ecology #environment #science #science

Bees do have a smell, you know, and if they don't they should, for their feet are dusted with spices from a million flowers. ↗

— Ray Bradbury

#bradbury #summer #flowers

It was my uncle who taught me about the birds and the bees. He sat me down one day and said, 'Remember this, George, the birds fuck the bees.' Then he told me he once banged a girl so hard her freckles came off. ↗

— George Carlin

#birds #fucking #sex #birds