Butterflies are always following me, everywhere I go.
He built a small house, called a cocoon, around himself. He stayed inside for more than two weeks. Then he nibbled a hole in the cocoon, pushed his way out and. . . he was a beautiful butterfly!
Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.
And over it all, the butterflies swarmed, like a million yellow-pettalled flowers dancing on swirling winds.
Pleasure's a Moth, that sleeps by day And dances by false glare at night; But Joy's a Butterfly, that loves To spread its wings in Nature's light.
Now I’m floating like a butterfly Stinging like a bee I earned my stripes I went from zero, to my own hero
Words betrayed her: beautiful butterflies in her mind; dead moths when she opened her mouth for their release into the world.
Ballet in the air. . . Twin butterflies until, twice white They Meet, they mate
His lashes, fluttered like butterfly wings. "I could've made you happy, dove. " "You did," I whispered
Don't go chasing after butterflies, when everything you want is right by your side.
I am not so weak as to submit to the demands of the age when they go against my convictions. I spin a cocoon around myself; let others do the same. I shall leave it to time to show what will come of it: a brilliant butterfly or maggot.
Scientifically speaking, a butterfly is at least as mysterious as a superstring. When something ceases to be mysterious, it ceases to be of absorbing concern to scientists. Almost all the things scientists think and dream about are mysterious.
I felt a strange fluttering sensation in my chest. Butterflies, cardiac arrest. . . it was hard to say what exactly.
You know I still get nervous speaking in front of people. Speaking reminds me of pitching in that way. No matter how much you prepare, there is always that anxiety to perform. Those butterflies. You learn to embrace that stress. Eventually you realize that stress is what pushes you to perform at your peak. . . . But man the roller coaster! I told myself that after my career was over I would live my life quietly, out of the public eye, with no chance of embarrassing myself in front of large groups of people. Yet. . . here I am!
Well, I must endure the presence of a few caterpillars if I wish to become acquainted with the butterflies.
Voles-tu, mon petit papillon. ” Illium laughed at Galen’s instruction to “fly, little butterfly
Is it possible to become friends with a butterfly?
Once you let people know anything about what you think, that's it, you're dead. Then they'll be jumping about in your mind, taking things out, holding them up to the light and killing them, yes, killing them, because thoughts are supposed to stay and grow in quiet, dark places, like butterflies in cocoons.
True beauty of dress consists in its simplicity. . . What do these devotees of fashion gain? Only the satisfaction of being admired, like a butterfly.
They say I'm famous for my chip shots. Sure, when I hit 'em right, they land just so, like a butterfly with sore feet.