“Worker bees can leave.
Even drones can fly away.
The Queen is their slave.”

“The worker is the slave of capitalist society, the female worker is the slave of that slave.”

“Truth can be like a large, bothersome fly – brush it away and it returns buzzing.”

“Hey farmer, farmer,
Put away that DDT now
Give me spots on my apples
But leave me the birds and the bees
Please!”

“One can no more approach people without love than one can approach bees without care. Such is the quality of bees…”

“Secret thoughts are only half free: they fly undisturbed in the skies of the inner freedom, but they can never leave them.”

“You never can tell with bees.”

“and if we can change
things that have
already happened

if those planes can fly in
uneasy formation

if that splinter moon
can blow away the shadows

then anything,
anything at all.”

“You know love may sometimes make you cry,
so let the tears go,
they will flow away,
for you know love will always let you fly
— how far a heart can fly away!”

“Aren’t these liberals, those reprobate defenders of individualism, ashamed to see the tears of the mothers and wives, or don’t these cold-blooded accountants even notice? Have they already grown so inhuman that they are no longer capable of feeling? It is understandable why bolshevism simply removed such creatures. They were worthless to humanity, nothing but an encumbrance to their Volk. Even the bees get rid of the drones when they can no longer be of service to the hive. The Bolshevik procedures are thus quite natural.”