, the citrus root weevil (class Insecta, order Coleoptera)
This page is for quotes about arthropods, (animals of the phylum Arthropoda), both in general and about specific taxa.
- Ha! Whare ye gaun, ye crawlin' ferlie?
Your impudence protects you sairly;
I canna say but ye strunt rarely
Owre gauze an' lace;
Though faith! I fear ye dine but sparely
On sic a place.
- Robert Burns, To a Louse, reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 464.
- Fair insect! that, with threadlike legs spread out,
And blood-extracting bill and filmy wing,
Dost murmur, as thou slowly sail'st about,
In pitiless ears full many a plaintive thing,
And tell how little our large veins would bleed,
Would we but yield them to thy bitter need.
- William Cullen Bryant, To a Mosquito; reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 530.
- What gained we, little moth? Thy ashes,
Thy one brief parting pang may show:
And withering thoughts for soul that dashes,
From deep to deep, are but a death more slow.
- Thomas Carlyle, Tragedy of the Night Moth, Stanza 14; reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 530.
- Thou art a female, Katydid!
I know it by the trill
That quivers through thy piercing notes
So petulant and shrill.
I think there is a knot of you
Beneath the hollow tree,
A knot of spinster Katydids,—
Do Katydids drink tea?
- An inordinate fondness for beetles
- To a good approximation, all species are insects.
- Meanwhile, there is dancing in yonder green bower,
A swarm of young midges, they dance high and low;
'Tis a sweet little species that lives but one hour,
And the eldest was born half an hour ago.
- Owen Meredith (Lord Lytton), Midges; reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 512.
- A work of skill, surpassing sense,
A labor of Omnipotence;
Though frail as dust it meet thine eye,
He form'd this gnat who built the sky.
- James Montgomery, The Gnat; reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 315.
- The midge's wing beats to and fro
A thousand times ere one can utter "O."
- Coventry Patmore, The Cry at Midnight; reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 512.
- The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine!
Feels at each thread, and lives along the line.
- Where the katydid works her chromatic reed on the walnut-tree over the well.
- Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass, Song of Myself, Part 33, line 61; reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 415.
- Happy the Cicadas live, since they all have voiceless wives.
- Xenarchus (Grecian poet), quoted in Charles Darwin, Descent of Man, and Selection in Relation to Sex (1876).
- Nothing more than a little shrimp-like animal, standing on its head in a limestone house and kicking food into its mouth
- Don't accept the chauvinistic tradition that labels our era the age of mammals. This is the age of arthropods. They outnumber us by any criterion – by species, by individuals, by prospects for evolutionary continuation.
- If we live out our span of life on earth without ever knowing a crab intimately we have missed having a jolly friendship. Life is a little incomplete if we can look back and recall these small people only as supplying the course after soup and with the Chablis.
- What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the Master calls a butterfly.
- There is nothing in a caterpillar that tells you it's going to be a butterfly.
- A fly, Sir, may sting a stately horse and make him wince; but one is but an insect, and the other is a horse still.
- God in His wisdom made the fly. And then forgot to tell us why.
- I never could have thought of it, to have a little bug all lit and made to go on wings.
- Elizabeth Madox Roberts, "Firefly".
- The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.
- Rabindranath Tagore "Stray Birds"'
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