“My banks they are furnish’d with bees,
Whose murmur invites one to sleep.”
William Shenstone (1714–1763) English gardener
A Pastoral, part II, "Hope".
"Bee-Master", p. 40
The Land (1926)
“My banks they are furnish’d with bees,
Whose murmur invites one to sleep.”
William Shenstone (1714–1763) English gardener
A Pastoral, part II, "Hope".
“It's cold and it's winter and the world has gone to sleep”
James Frey book A Million Little Pieces
Source: A Million Little Pieces
“Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow”
T.S. Eliot book The Waste Land
Source: The Waste Land
Nathalia Crane (1913–1998) American writer
"The Symbols"
The Janitor's Boy And Other Poems (1924)
Context: p>The very serpents bite their tails; the bees forget to sting,
For a language so celestial setteth up a wondering.And the touch of absent mindedness is more than any line,
Since direction counts for nothing when the gods set up a sign.</p
“How about if I sleep a little bit longer and forget all this nonsense.”
Franz Kafka book The Metamorphosis
The Metamorphosis (1915)
“The flower doesn’t dream of the bee. It blossoms and the bee comes.”
Mark Nepo (1951) American writer