Quotes About Butterflies

And the case of butterflies so rich it looks As if all summer settled there and died.

I get butterflies in my stomach. I'm so nervous that I can't bring myself to visit a theatre to catch the first show. But I do attend the closed door screening of the film, usually held a day ahead of its release.

And the third is from him: "Second date?" I immediately text him back: "Hell yeah!" Then I collapse on my bed and enjoy that "butterflies in the stomach" feeling. I've felt the butterflies before from time to time, but this is the first time I haven't sort of wanted to attack them with a flyswatter.

I still get a little nervous before performing. You don't want to forget a lyric; you don't want to make a mistake. I still get butterflies. You can try to judge an audience, but you can only really judge things by the applause.

I was fortunate enough to play in a number of finals, and I can still remember waking with butterflies in my stomach. It is at moments like those you realise why you fell in love with football in the first place.

Je te vois, rose, livre entrebâillé, qui contient tant de pages de bonheur détaillé qu'on ne lira jamais. Livre-mage, qui s'ouvre au vent et qui peut être lu les yeux fermés ..., dont les papillons sortent confus d'avoir eu les mêmes idées.

This is not just about bumblebees, but about creating a future environment for our children to enjoy, where there are still flowers, bees, butterflies and birds, and healthy crops to eat.

The carcasses were covered by a blanket of handsome orange-yellow butterflies, flexing their wings as they fed on the meat. I reflected sadly that natural history often deals harshly with our romantic illusions about wild life. The most brilliantly beautiful butterflies of the tropical rain forest do not fly in search of appropriately gorgeous blossoms, but instead seek a meal from carrion or dung.

she spent many hours whirling around trying to catch the monarch butterflies that floated among the milkweed and chokecherries. When she caught them, she cupped them in her hands and smelled them, as if they were flowers. When she released them, some would drop to earth traumatized or crushed, while others flew off in a spiraling panic while she watched, her hands and nose dusted with the orange powder from their wings.

I think with any woman, or any person that's been in love before, you know that feeling when you first meet someone. The butterflies and excitement that's there.

Yeah, I obviously do get nervous before the matches. I obviously have butterflies. I obviously want to do well.

You know those adages about smelling the roses and chasing butterflies? The markets are my butterflies and my roses.

There's nothing better than that feeling of new chemistry when you're so into someone, and you could care less about what anyone else thinks... and there's butterflies! It's a real feeling that people experience.

Memory, even in the rest of us, is a shifting, fading, partial thing, a net that doesn't catch all the fish by any means and sometimes catches butterflies that don't.

Memory, even in the rest of us, is a shifting, fading, partial thing, a net that doesn't catch all the fish by any means and sometimes catches butterflies that don't exist.

The butterflies did a slow orbit in her stomach.

One day, she said, I'll catch dreams like butterflies. And then what? he asked. Then I'll put them between the pages of big, fat books and press them until they're words. Suppose there's someone who never dreams of anything but you? Maybe then we're both words in a book. Two names among all the others.

The use of butterflies is to adorn the world and delight the eyes of men, to brighten the countryside, serving like so many golden spangles to decorate the fields.

Butterflies are but flowers that blew away one sunny day when Nature was feeling at her most inventive and fertile.

Nature's message was always there and for us to see. It was written on the wings of butterflies.

First smile!! An unseasonal little shower of rain fell here, and a lot of butterflies drowned, so we put them in the sun and they came back to life, and flew up and then Agaat SMILED!

For nature does things in good order: And birds and butterflies recognizeNo man-made border

When I am in nature, my heart dances with butterflies and sings along with flowers.

His Nana's prayers were moving toward his mother like little butterflies of thoughts wrapped in the most beautiful colors. Each prayer looked like a mini-rainbow.