Quotes About Insects

I am good with heights, but my biggest fear was creepy crawlies.

I hate heights and I hate every single creepy crawly going.

The Butterfly Book," said Jessie. "The Shell Book," said Violet. "The Flower Book," said Henry. "Oh, these three books must belong to a set.

Well, let me tell you, ants are the dominant insects. They make up as much as a quarter of the biomass of all insects in the world. They are the principal predators. They're the cemetery workers.

I suffer from arachnophobia. I don't mind the tiny spiders so much, it's the ones with their legs covered in thick hair.

Even without seeing the crickets, grasshoppers, cicadas and katydids, we hear them shrilling in this season and trust that they're the tiny living gargoyles entomologists claim.

People have no tolerance. They think all bugs are bad. It's the American way. If you don't like something, kill it.

Q: Why do bees have sticky hair? A: Because they use honeycombs.

Q: What happened to the two flies resting on a toilet seat? A: One got pissed off.

it was not that plants treated with insecticides had as many eggs, nymphs, and insects on them as untreated plants—they had more! Indeed, insecticide treatment caused up to an 800-fold increase in insect density. This meant that insecticides weren't preventing hopperburn, they were largely responsible for causing it. How the hell could that happen?

Red ants that had a sour farty smell when they were squashed.

Purpose informed every scene on Earth, the planet that produced life, because every detail there had its benefit, its teleology. True, it did not always--but billions of years of organic labor had accomplished much: thus flowers possessed color for the purpose of attracting insects, and clouds existed for the purpose of dropping rain on pastures and forests. Every form and thing was explained by some benefit...

and in the gifted air mosquitoes, dragonflies, and tattered mute angels no one has called upon in years.

Of the many forms that silence takes, the most memorable is the dry husk of the cicada.

the Pacific Wren feeds on insects and spiders, which are especially good sources of energy. To sing, it takes a deep breath --where does it put all that air? - and then lets loose for up to ten seconds without pausing...And this song is loud. The wrens put out the most volume per ounce of any bird that I know, with the Carolina Wren the loudest of them all.

As the colonial insects did to the other insects, we have pushed all other mammals to the margins, to extinction, or to servitude.

Of course, weakness is strong. It's the primary impulse. You'd probably prefer to sit in your little room and cry. Live in your finite collection of memories, carefully polishing each one. Half a life set behind glass and pinned to cardboard like a collection of exotic insects. You'd like to live behind that glass, wouldn't you?

It's a commonly known fact that while cats can't stand ghosts, spiders love them.

I asked Mincha if he would like to be reincarnated as the beautiful scarlet minivet. Mincha paused for a moment and then pointed out how many insects a minivet consumes in its lifetime. "Killing other creatures causes pain in the world. So from a Buddhist perspective, we must say that the minivet is not to be envied." Besides, he related, there are 500 rebirths separating birds and humans, so a bird rebirth would be a big setback from enlightenment. Back

But what factor, or combination of factors, may have caused the famine(s) in the Eastern Mediterranean during these decades remains uncertain. Elements that might be considered include war and plagues of insects, but climate change accompanied by drought is more likely to have turned a once-verdant land into an arid semidesert.

It is odd that we have so little relationship with nature, with the insects and the leaping frog and the owl that hoots among the hills calling for its mate. We never seem to have a feeling for all living things on the earth.

Larvae can consume an entire human body in a week.

In rain water, I observed a small red worm and two other kinds of very minute insects; of those of the larger size, I judged that 30,000 together would not equal a coarse sand.

There was a 'magic rock' my mom would lift up, and under the rock was a bunch of bugs. Roly-poly bugs and worms. Somehow I thought that it was a magical world of insects, and I wanted to go there. It was the same impulse as 'Pikmin' - I wanted to go into that world.