Butterfly Light Quotes

#1. And as streams of light fan out behind the darkened sun like the wings of a butterfly, i realize that i never saw true beauty until now.

Wendy Mass

#2. I drank that Wine of which the Soul is its vessel.
Its ecstasy has stolen my intellect away.
A Light came and kindled a Flame in the depth of my Soul.
A Light so radiant that the sun orbits around it like a butterfly.

Rumi

#3. The moth prefers the moon and detests the sun, while the butterfly loves the sun and hides from the moon. Every living creature responds to light. But depending on the amount of light you have inside, determines which lamp in the sky your heart will swoon.

Suzy Kassem

#4. If the butterfly wings its way to the sweet light that attracts it, it's only becasue it doesn't know that the fire can consume it.

Giordano Bruno

#5. I said, "Show me what to do."
He said, Die.
I said, "The water has turned into oil."
He said, Die.
I said, "I will become a butterfly
circling around your light."
He said, Die.

Rumi

#6. It is eternity now. I am in the midst of it. It is about me in the sunshine; I am in it as the butterfly in the light-laden air. Nothing has to come; it is now. Now is eternity; now is the immortal life.

Richard Jefferies

#7. Sit down, Montag. Watch. Delicately, like the petals of a flower. Light the first page, light the second page. Each becomes a black butterfly. Beautiful, eh?' ... There sat Beatty, perspiring gently, the floor littered with swarms of black moths that had died in a single storm.

Ray Bradbury

#8. A light rain touches my cheek like an angel's butterfly kisses.

Amanda Mosher

#9. There: the white butterfly has crossed the whole valley, and from the reader's book has flown here, to light on the page I am writing.

Italo Calvino

#10. Green was the silence, wet was the light,
the month of June trembled like a butterfly.

Pablo Neruda

#11. To write, for example, a crime that is horrible but which somehow 'resembles' the butterfly, which would be light and fine like the butterfly. I could also describe the butterfly, but bearing in mind the horrible scene of a crime, so that the butterfly would become something frightful.

Italo Calvino

#12. Pleasure's a Moth, that sleeps by day And dances by false glare at night; But Joy's a Butterfly, that loves To spread its wings in Nature's light.

W.H. Davies

#13. Demanding respect is like chasing a butterfly. Chase it, and you'll never catch it. Sit still, and it may light on your shoulder.

Max Lucado

#14. The day I had turned twelve, I had asked him for a kiss. Not any kiss, Crisanto Tauli's kisses. Those were addictive. Butterfly-like, feather-light kisses. Fire-burning, all-consuming kisses. Middle kisses. All the kisses.

Tammy Faith