I don’t f**k with bees, man. Other than that, I’m not afraid of nothing.

People, in general, would rather die than forgive. It’s that hard.

If you strip away my flowery language, you’ll figure out I’m really talking about 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.

There is nothing perfect…only life.

The fact that we’re not lovers makes us more like bees and flowers than rabbits.

Some guys like to undermine a girl’s self-esteem with little verbal jabs. Eventually it all adds up. One bee sting doesn’t hurt a horse, but enough bee stings can kill a horse.

…The world was really one bee yard, and the same rules work fine in both places. Don’t be afraid, as no life-loving bee wants to sting you. Still, don’t be an idiot; wear long sleeves...

To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,One clover, and a bee,And revery.The revery alone will do,If bees are few.

Darwin called such a process artificial, as opposed to natural, selection, but from the flower’s point of view, this is a distinction without a difference: individual plants in which a trait desired by either bees...

The bee is domesticated but not tamed.

I wouldn’t want to work in a nursery, because I can’t deal with children. Or bees. Can I offer you some tea, or some biscuits and a diaper?

Newborn babies can’t do much on their own-They can’t eat or walk or talk on the phone-But every parent is sure their creation is without a doubt a tremendous sensation.

I don’t like to hear cut and dried sermons. No—when I hear a man preach, I like to see him act as if he were fighting bees.

When the flower blooms, the bees come uninvited.

Let us turn elsewhere, to the wasps and bees, who unquestionably come first in the laying up of a heritage for their offspring.

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

Now it’s the bee… Gees! Bees are now endangered species… Without them life won’t be sweet!

They all seemed hungry, happy, and healthy enough in their buzzing—oh the days were hot, and the noise of bees filled the air that was dusty with pollen and sun haze, and there were tiny...

Fairies with gossamer wings, Bring forth beauty, grace and joyful things. Fairies of the earth are caretakers of our soil, water and trees,They watch over beautiful creatures such as bears, bunnies and bees.Fairies ask that...

In the village, a sage should go about Like a bee, which, not harmingFlower, colour or scent, Flies off with the nectar.

The bee’s life is like a magic well: the more you draw from it, the more it fills with water

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...

Bees are strange. Pick them up with your genitals. If you want to succeed, you need to go where no man is willing to go, like the women’s restroom.

Sadly, we live in a world where if you do good things, there are no financial rewards. If you poison the earth, there is a fortune to be made.

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.

The bee has round it a mysterious inscription, which has been variously interpreted. It contains an allusion to beeswax, and one scholar has suggested that the tesserae were druggists’ tokens for the purpose of advertising...

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

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...

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...

Flora took pleasure in the delicacy of her approach and studied the ways of the smallest, sweetest blooms she could find, tiny pimpernels and forget-me-nots hiding in the pockets of the fields. The energy of...

A poor old Widow in her weedsSowed her garden with wild-flower seeds;Not too shallow, and not too deep,And down came April — drip — drip — drip.Up shone May, like gold, and soonGreen as an...

Everything takes time. Bees have to move very fast to stay still.

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