#butterflies

You know what it's like to feel anxious - it's horrible feeling anxious. It's stressful having that feeling, having butterflies in your stomach, even for a day, and you don't sleep at night. ↗

— Damian Lewis

#butterflies #day #even #feel #feeling

Literature and butterflies are the two sweetest passions known to man. ↗

— Vladimir Nabokov

#known #literature #man #passions #sweetest

Well, I must endure the presence of a few caterpillars if I wish to become acquainted with the butterflies. ↗

— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

#caterpillars #philosophy #philosophy

The splendor of a human heart that trusts it is loved unconditionally gives God more pleasure than Westminster Cathedral, the Sistine Chapel, Beethoven’s “Ninth Symphony”, Van Gogh’s “Sunflowers”, the sight of 10,000 butterflies in flight, or the scent of a million orchids in bloom. Trust is our gift back to God, and he finds it so enchanting that Jesus died for love of it. ↗

— Brennan Manning

#butterflies #ruthless-trust #love

I love that feeling of being in love, the effect of having butterflies when you wake up in the morning. That is special. ↗

— Jennifer Aniston

#being #being in love #butterflies #effect #feeling

Musical ideas sprang to my mind like a flight of butterflies, and all I had to do was to stretch out my hand to catch them. ↗

— Charles Gounod

#catch #flight #had #hand #i

It's so bizarre, I'm not scared of snakes or spiders. But I'm scared of butterflies. There is something eerie about them. Something weird! ↗

— Nicole Kidman

#bizarre #butterflies #eerie #i #scared

You are so young, Lyra, too young to understand this, but I shall tell you anyway and you'll understand it later: men pass in front of our eyes like butterflies, creatures of a brief season. We love them; they are brave, proud, beautiful, clever; and they die almost at once. They die so soon that our hearts are continually racked with pain. We bear their children, who are witches if they are female, human if not; and then in the blink of an eye they are gone, felled, slain, lost. Our sons, too. When a little boy is growing, he thinks he is immortal. His mother knows he isn't. Each time becomes more painful, until finally your heart is broken. Perhaps that is when Yambe-Akka comes for you. She is older than the tundra. Perhaps, for her, witches' lives are as brief as men's are to us. ↗

— Philip Pullman

#death #witches #beauty

I think humans might be like butterflies; people die every day without many other people knowing about them, seeing their colors, hearing their stories... and when humans are broken, they're like broken butterfly wings; suddenly there are so many beauties that are seen in different ways, so many thoughts and visions and possibilities that form, which couldn't form when the person wasn't broken! So it is not a very sad thing to be broken, after all! It's during the times of being broken, that you have all the opportunities to become things unforgettable! Just like the broken butterfly wing that I found, which has given me so many thoughts, in so many ways, has shown me so many words, and imaginations! But butterflies need to know, that it doesn't matter at all if the whole world saw their colors or not! But what matters is that they flew, they glided, they hovered, they saw, they felt, and they knew! And they loved the ones whom they flew with! And that is an existence worthwhile! ↗

— C. JoyBell C.

#broken-wings #butterflies #butterfly-wings #human #humanity