Pastoral Resources

I love that feeling of being in love, the effect of having butterflies when you wake up in the morning. That is special.

The victory march will continue until the Palestinian flag flies in Jerusalem and in all of Palestine.

Laws are spider webs through which the big flies pass and the little ones get caught.

Everyone is like a butterfly, they start out ugly and awkward and then morph into beautiful graceful butterflies that everyone loves.

I shall state silences more competently than ever a better man spangled the butterflies of vertigo.

He who binds to himself a joy Does the winged life destroy; But he who kisses the joy as it flies Lives in eternity's sun rise.

We are closer to the ants than to the butterflies. Very few people can endure much leisure.

I heard my name associated with the Peter Pan syndrome more than once. But really, what's so wrong with Peter Pan? Peter Pan flies. He is a metaphor for dreams and faith.

Butterflies are always following me, everywhere I go.

A closed mouth catches no flies.

Expecting to be able to get rid of the competitive drive, first of all, flies in the face of human nature - and little girls certainly have this drive, as much as little boys do, or at least the little girls I have observed in my immediate family have it.

I have absorbed my life now. I am ready for my music to unfold. I know time flies, but before the end of this year, the album will be out. Even if it kills me.

Art is the fatal net which catches these strange moments on the wing like mysterious butterflies, fleeing the innocence and distraction of common men.

I don't know why I ever come in here. The flies get the best of everything.

Cool things happen. Ace's guitar flies through space, goes through a hole, and blows up. I throw drumsticks and they come flying at you.

If you take one rivet out of an airplane, it will be all right, it'll keep flying. You take another rivet out of the airplane and it still flies. So what the heck, let's take more rivets out of the airplane, and sooner or later, the airplane drops from the sky.

This big part flies off on the floor. The other part goes like this and lands in my foot! Standing up! It's standing in my foot! Right in the side of my foot. The flute glass. I think I'm like in one of my own pictures.

I only ask to be free. The butterflies are free.

When you get a groove going, time flies.

Sadness flies away on the wings of time.