#insects

The poets say some moths will do anything out of love for a flame [...] The moth takes off again, and we both step back, because he's circling at eye level now and seems to have lost rudder control, smacking into the wall on each round. He circles lower and lower, spinning around the candle in tighter revolutions, like a soap sud over an open drain. A few times he seems to touch the flame, but dances off unhurt. Then he ignites like a ball of hair, curling into an oily puff of fumes with a hiss. The candle flame flickers and dims for a moment, then burns as bright as before. Moth Smoke Lingers. ↗

— Mohsin Hamid

#insects #love #moth #smoke #star-crossed

If all mankind were to disappear, the world would regenerate back to the rich state of equilibrium that existed ten thousand years ago. If insects were to vanish, the environment would collapse into chaos. ↗

— E. O. Wilson

#back #chaos #collapse #disappear #environment

We’re organisms; we’re conceived, we’re born, we live, we die, and we decay. But as we decay we feed the world of the living: plants and bugs and bacteria. ↗

— William M. Bass

#death #insects #life #death

The life of an uneducated man is as useless as the tail of a dog which neither covers its rear end, nor protects it from the bites of insects. ↗

— Chanakya

#covers #dog #end #insects #life

I love insects. They are amazing. ↗

— Andrea Arnold

#i #i love #insects #love

A refuge is supposed to prevent what? The genes from flowing out of sight? This refuge idea won't stop insects from moving across boundaries. That's absurd. ↗

— Jeremy Rifkin

#across #boundaries #flowing #genes #idea

I do not knowingly kill any living thing - including insects or rodents - and I thank my food for sustaining me. ↗

— Joan Jett

#food #i #i do #including #insects

There are, as is known, insects that die in the moment of fertilization. So it is with all joy: life's highest, most splendid moment of enjoyment is accompanied by death. ↗

— Soren Kierkegaard

#death #die #enjoyment #fertilization #highest

I mean that it is possible to be unselfish without a moral code, sophisticated without and education, and beautiful wearing a skeleton on the outside. ↗

— Marlene Zuk

#beauty

My 10th Sonata is a sonata of insects. Insects are born from the sun... they are the sun's kisses. ↗

— Alexander Scriabin

#insects #kisses #sonata #sun