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Tag Name "Moth" (50)

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The atoms become like a moth, seeking out the region of higher laser intensity.
Steven Chu
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I try to make very careful decisions about what I choose to do, and it's - I know that unfortunately one of the misperceptions about me, I think, is that I'm sort of a moth to the limelight.
Monica Lewinsky
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Each of us as he receives his private trouncings at the hands of fate is kept in good heart by hearing of the moth in his brother's parachute and the scorpion in his neighbor's underwear.
N. F. Simpson
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Between our birth and death we may touch understanding, As a moth brushes a window with its wing
Christopher Fry
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The winter passes and the warm winds of May made me long to wander again. The whistling of a locomotive on a still night had a lure, unexplainable, yet strong, like the light which leads a moth to destruction.
Jim Tully
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The eastern light our spires touch at morning, The light that slants upon our western doors at evening, The twilight over stagnant pools at batflight, Moon light and star light, owl and moth light, Glow-worm glowlight on a grassblade. O Light Invisible, we worship Thee!
T. S. Eliot
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Hurt no living thing: Ladybird, nor butterfly, Nor moth with dusty wing.
Christina Rossetti
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I like the Moth podcast a lot. I listen to that.
Gillian Jacobs
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I think all the songs [at Moth] are about different things, but if we were to speak about it as a whole, it's really about, it's about joy, and about sensuality and vulnerability and also fun, energy, living in New York in 2015, being out of control, wanting to be in control, failing! It's a sort of story of our lives.
Caroline Polachek
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The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
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What the Man-Moth fears most he must do.
Elizabeth Bishop
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Where dost thou careless lie, Buried in ease and sloth? Knowledge that sleeps, doth die And this security, It is the common moth, That eats on wits and arts, and oft destroys them both.
Ben Jonson
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I love women. I love all the bright and attractive people and things of this world, the flame and also the moth, the dancer and the dance.
Yves Saint Laurent
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Those giants of old, the ancient Rishis, who never walked but strode, of whom if you were to think but for a moment you would shrivel up into a moth, they sir, had time-and you have no time!
Swami Vivekananda
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In the darkness, who would answer for the color of a rose, Or the vestments of the May moth and the pilgrimage it goes?
Nathalia Crane
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We are a material-mad race of people. Build, increase, expand, pile up, hoard! More and more and more. If we can just make enough money to-to- ! Jesus said: Sell what ye have, and give alms provide yourselves bags which wax not old, a treasure in the heavens that faileth not, where no thief approacheth, neither moth corrupteth.
Eugenia Price
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Announcing your death should be like announcing that you are a lunar moth: It must be done quietly or it will not be believed.
Daniel Handler
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Consider the stars. Among them are no passions, no wars. They know neither love nor hatred. Did man but emulate the stars, would not his soul become clear and radiant as they are? But man's spirit draws him like a moth to the ephemera of this world, and in their heat he is consumed entire.
Sarah Monette
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Her body was wrapped in shadows like moth wings, like rose-petals.
Stephen King
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I have a little brown cocoon of an idea that may possibly expand into a magnificent moth of fulfilment.
Lucy Maud Montgomery
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A slight sabre-cut will separate my head from my body, like the spring flower which the Master of the garden gathers for His pleasure. We are all flowers planted on this earth, which God plucks in His own good time: some a little sooner, some a little later. Father and son may we meet in Paradise. I, poor little moth, go first. Adieu.
Theophane Venard
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Be the flame, not the moth.
Giacomo Casanova
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Into the mercy seat I climb My head is shaved, my head is wired And like a moth that tries To enter the bright eye I go shuffling out of life Just to hide in death awhile And anyway I never lied.
Nick Cave
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What a moth might see from birth to death if black were white and white were black.
Stan Brakhage
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