Quotes About Bumblebee

In flight a bumblebee flaps its wings 200 times per second (which equals 12,000 rpm), roughly equivalent to the speed of a high-revving motorbike engine.

But then a bumblebee bumbled above us and it stole our attention the way flying things can.

But then a bumblebee bumbled above us and it stole our attention the way flying things can. Mom... Dad... I'm okay. I am not being starved, or beaten, or unnecessarily frightened.

It was rather like the exit of a bumblebee and left a noticeable silence behind it.

Nature is what we see - the hill, the afternoon, squirrel, eclipse, the bumblebee. Nay, nature is heaven. Nature is what we hear...

According to classical aerodynamics, it is impossible for a bumblebee to fly.

We did an hour of practice, at the end of which I was capable of flinging a fireball down the range at the dizzying speed of a bumblebee who'd met his pollen quota and was taking a moment to enjoy the view.

Fear was keeping this loon going, as he was scrambling under the tables in this packed club, it was as if he was in a Carry On film and trying to hide from me. As the bouncers arrived, I was putting the boot in to the plonker without much success. He was like a bumblebee on speed!

He looks like a bumblebee caught under a glass," Lassiter remarked. Butch glanced over at the angel. "I know you're immortal and shit, but you better run like a motherfucker when you let him out." "You know, I'm inclined to agree with you.

The bumblebee was so vibrant, so alive, and so beautiful, its presence renewed Eragon's will to survive. A world that contained a creature as amazing as THAT bumblebee was a world he wanted to live in.

A sense of security, of well-being, of summer warmth pervades my memory. That robust reality makes a ghost of the present. The mirror brims with brightness; a bumblebee has entered the room and bumps against the ceiling. Everything is as it should be, nothing will ever change, nobody will ever die.

SNUDOO!" cried the little dragonet tied snugly to Cricket's chest. Bumblebee reached her tiny talons toward Sundew. "MRBLE SNUDOO!" "Is that tiny lizard trying to say my name?" Sundew asked, alarmed. "How did THAT happen?

Snudoo!" Bumblebee cheered. She lifted her little talons up and did a very good impression of something cute. Something more like a tamarin and definitely not like a HiveWing.

Oooom-yum?" Bumblebee inquired, reaching for it. "Eeee?" "No," Cricket said. "GROSS, Bumblebee!" "GWOSE!" Bumblebee cried, waking up an anaconda as thick as Sundew's tail in the next tree over.

BLEH!" Bumblebee announced suddenly. She threw the tuber at Swordtail's head, bonking him on the snout. "NOMOBLEH! GIMMEEGO! EEEEEMEGO!" "Hey, ouch, you violent little larva," Swordtail yelped.

Dose MY CASHOOOS," Bumblebee announced grumpily. "Snudoo in BIG TRUBUBBLE.

When at last the time came for Wonder Woman's costume unveiling, the room was abuzz. Literally. Bumblebee's costume had malfunctioned again, sending electrical stings all around the classroom, which heightened the excitement.

And what's wrong wi' the way ye smell?' he said heatedly. 'At least ye smelt like a woman, not a damn flower garden. What d'ye think I am, a man or a bumblebee? Would ye wash yourself, Sassenach, so I can get within less than ten feet of ye?