Women are very critical of each other. I think we need to be helpful to each other, and try not to have a Queen Bee Complex.
If Edison had a needle to find in a haystack, he would proceed at once with the diligence of the bee to examine straw after straw until he found the object of his search. ... I was a sorry witness of such doings, knowing that a little theory and calculation would have saved him ninety per cent of his labor.nikola tesla
Well beloved subjects, wee thought that the clergie of our realme had been our subjectes wholy, but now we have well perceived that they bee but halfe our subjectes, yea, and scarce our subjectes: for all the prelates at their consecration make an othe to the pope, clene contrary to the the that they make to us, so that they seme to be his subjectes, and not ours.King Henry VIII
One can no more think like a baby than one can think like a bee.lewis padgett
A spider conducts operations that resemble those of a weaver, and a bee puts to shame many an architect in the construction of her cells. But what distinguishes the worst of architects from the best of bees is this, that the architect raises his structure in imagination before he erects it in reality.karl marx
The pedigree of honey Does not concern the bee; A clover, any time, to him Is aristocracy.
The bee isn't really that busy — it just can't buzz any slower.kin hubbard
Be valyaunt, but not too venturous. Let thy attyre bee comely, but not costly.john lyly
An Ambitious woman shewes her selfe to bee a troublesome disturber of the world, powerfull to make smale things great, and great monstrousthomas overbury
IT makes no difference abroad, The seasons fit the same, The mornings blossom into noons, And split their pods of flame. Wild-flowers kindle in the woods, The brooks brag all the day; No blackbird bates his jargoning For passing Calvary. Auto-da-fé and judgment Are nothing to the bee; His separation from his rose To him seems misery.
No man is an Iland , intire of it selfe; every man is a peece of the Continent , a part of the maine ; if a Clod bee washed away by the Sea , Europe is the lesse, as well as if a Promontorie were, as well as if a Mannor of thy friends or of thine owne were; any mans death diminishes me , because I am involved in Mankinde ; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; It tolls for thee .john donne
The bee enclosed and through the amber shown Seems buried in the juice which was his own.
On the day the world ends A bee circles a clover, A fisherman mends a glimmering net.czesław miłosz
Her lips were red, and one was thin, Compared to that was next her chin, (Some bee had stung it newly).Sir John Suckling
Saint George shalt called bee, Saint George of mery England, the sign of victoree.Edmund Spenser
In the nice bee, what sense so subtly true From pois'nous herbs extracts the healing dew?Alexander Pope
There is many a rich stone laid up in the bowells of the earth, many a fair pearle in the bosome of the sea, that never was seene nor never shall bee.
The bee is enclosed, and shines preserved, in a tear of the sisters of Phaeton, so that it seems enshrined in its own nectar. It has obtained a worthy reward for its great toils; we may suppose that the bee itself would have desired such a death.
The honey-bee that wanders all day long The field, the woodland, and the garden o'er, To gather in his fragrant winter store, Humming in calm content his winter song, Seeks not alone the rose's glowing breast, The lily's dainty cup, the violet's lips, But from all rank and noxious weeds he sips The single drop of sweetness closely pressed Within the poison chalice.Anne C. Lynch Botta
The Pedigree of Honey Does not concern the bee A Clover, any time, to him, Is Aristocracy
For Love's sake, kiss me once again, I long, and should not beg in vain, Here's none to spy, or see; Why do you doubt, or stay? I'll taste as lightly as the bee, That doth but touch his flower, and flies away. Once more, and (faith) I will be gone: Can he that loves, ask less than one?Ben Jonson
bee to the blossom, moth to the flame; Each to his passion; what's in a name?helen hunt jackson