#butter

Pretty little butterfly is but the glory of a little worm ↗

— Patti Lynn Pressley

#glory #inspirational #worm #inspirational

A season of loneliness and isolation is when the caterpillar gets its wings. Remember that next time you feel alone. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#aloneness #becoming-who-you-re-meant-to-be #being-alone #being-single #butterfly

Would you rather have butter or guns? Preparedness makes us powerful. Butter merely makes us fat. ↗

— Hermann Goering

#fat #guns #makes #merely #powerful

The father of a daughter is nothing but a high-class hostage. A father turns a stony face to his sons, berates them, shakes his antlers, paws the ground, snorts, runs them off into the underbrush, but when his daughter puts her arm over his shoulder and says, 'Daddy, I need to ask you something,' he is a pat of butter in a hot frying pan. ↗

— Garrison Keillor

#ask #butter #daddy #daughter #face

What's a butterfly garden without butterflies? ↗

— Roy Rogers

#butterflies #butterfly #garden #without

I still get butterflies when England are playing. ↗

— Alan Shearer

#england #get #i #playing #still

She liked being reminded of butterflies. She remembered being six or seven and crying over the fates of the butterflies in her yard after learning that they lived for only a few days. Her mother had comforted her and told her not to be sad for the butterflies, that just because their lives were short didn't mean they were tragic. Watching them flying in the warm sun among the daisies in their garden, her mother had said to her, see, they have a beautiful life. Alice liked remembering that. ↗

— Lisa Genova

#inspirational #life #beauty

It used to be thought that the events that changed the world were things like big bombs, maniac politicians, huge earthquakes, or vast population movements, but it has now been realized that this is a very old-fashioned view held by people totally out of touch with modern thought. The things that really change the world, according to Chaos theory, are the tiny things. A butterfly flaps its wings in the Amazonian jungle, and subsequently a storm ravages half of Europe. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#chaos-theory #change

They open their wings, flash patterns and color, fly from flower toflower. I, with the dark brittles and many feet of the former form, inchalong the ground. Sometimes all I want is two armfuls of air, a fistful of sky. ↗

— Nina Kiriki Hoffman

#change #flight #freedom #change

This flesh in which we live is nothing more than a cocoon, and only when we step out of it do we truly begin to live. ↗

— Nancy Stephan

#death #inspirational #life #death