Quotes About Termite

C.J. had spoken longingly of finding the African termite queen, the glistening white sac that was half a foot long and as thick as a bratwurst, bursting with eggs and creamy insect fat, the queen you ate alive and whole, and she was said to twitch as she went down your throat. (188)

Termite can imitate almost anything," I say. "Things just sound more like music in his version. Sounds instead of words.

Termite likes music without words, and he falls asleep surrounded.

Some primal termite knocked on wood. And tasted it, and found it good. And that is why your Cousin May Fell through the parlor floor today.

A Tradecrisy or Tradecracy, in a democracy, becomes apparent as a licence for the termite into justice and peace that results in, as the collapse of its concept and context veracity.

Greed is the termite of life; lying is a cancer of character

Jealousy lives stateless, having no language, caste, colour, and creed. It works in the minds, as like a termite, works in the wood, silently and peacefully.

The ego destroys its egoist silently and suddenly, as a termite does.

Treatment should result in, as the remarkable life, not the terrible that than diseases itself; otherwise, it defines and verifies, as the termite of life that collapses silently; unfortunately, medical trading prevails than curing.

mystery is like a termite: even if you don't know it's there, it creates holes in your foundation, leaving you off-kilter and unsupported, never understanding why your house is such a frightening and confusing place to be.

For the only way one can speak of nothing is to speak of it as though it were something, just as the only way one can speak of God is to speak of him as though he were a man, which to be sure he was, in a sense, for a time, and as the only way one can speak of man, even our anthropologists have realized that, is to speak of him as though he were a termite.

Remember this: debt is a form of bondage. It is a financial termite.

Anger in the body is like a termite in the wood.

Memories pummeled Mariah as she climbed up the precarious wooden porch riddled with termite holes.

Some primal termite knocked on wood; and tasted it, and found it good. That is why your Cousin May fell through the parlor floor today.