Quotes About Moths

Papery moths fly above our heads, circling up as though tragically drawn to the light of the stars.

Unlike Sophie, I don't keep every worn-out rag about the house. I can't vouch for the holes. Those old woolen liveries make a feast for moths. It only encourages pests to hang around if you feed them.' 'Do you suppose that is why he has given us no more than a cup of cocoa after our night's labor?' Claudia asked Loo in a loudish voice. 'Would you care for a biscuit, Miss Milmont?' Thoreau asked.

Looking East at Night" Death White hand The moths fly at in the darkness I took you for the moon rising Whose light then do you reflect As though it came out of the roots of things This harvest pallor in which I have no shadow but myself

Terry remembered a summer two or three years ago when there had been a plague of luna moths (...) One night Ghost has mused aloud that to the bats, the moths' blood must taste like crème de la menthe.

When he walked in her dreams moths rose from the earth where his paws touched the ground, as if born from his footfall. They followed him, a cloud of moths of all colours. And the music of moth wings followed him. And the dancing lights of the northern sky hung in his breath. In his eyes, a world of wild. On his coat, the colours of snow. In his voice, the wisdom of untamed things.

Does she have a name, this woman? If she does, it is known only to a handful of people. The bear knows. He is the only creature of the earth she would call her friend. Between them there is trust, love. Her world is between the dusk light and the dawn light, the time of the moths, of the owls and the bats.

British moths include the Uncertain, the Confused, the Magpie, the Lackey, the Drinker, the Streak, the Ruddy Highflyer, the Buff Arches, the Figure of Eighty, the Anomalous, the Dark Dagger, the Lettuce Shark, the Isabelline Tiger, the Waved Tabby and the Mother Shipton.

There was no talk at supper. The quiet was disturbed only by the slup of soup and gnash of chewing, and his father waved his hand to try to drive the moths away from the chimney of the kerosene lamp.

Let the winds come from the sea and blow seeds about, seeds of the north, south, east, and west. Let the moths beat their wings against the windows and the fishermen cast curious glances. Let them come, let them return, let them reach.

After 12 years, the old butterflies came back. Well, I guess at my age you call them moths.

Moths have antennae that look like miniature feathers. They work like radio aerials, picking up far-away signals. So they can scent "moth sugar" from miles away. Wait until late afternoon to spread "moth sugar," so the sun will cook but not evaporate it

The mad head of the house was rotting, and night was dragging her wings across the moon, tracing filigree on the floors. In the attic, more black moths were dancing because it was cold, because it was dark. Because they were hungry. For the butterfly.

Hearts are like tapers, which at beauteous eyes Kindle a flame of love that never dies; And beauty is a flame, where hearts, like moths, Offer themselves a burning sacrifice.

Your riches have rotted and moths have eaten your clothes.