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Butterflies... not quite birds, as they were not quite flowers, my

Butterflies… not quite birds, as they were not quite flowers, mysterious and fascinating as are all indeterminate creatures. – Elizabeth Goudge

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Faith given back to us after a night of doubt is a stronger thing, and far more valuable to us than faith that has never been tested. – Elizabeth Goudge

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[N]ot quite birds, as they were not quite flowers, mysterious and fascinating as are all indeterminate creatures. – Elizabeth Goudge

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Now what sort of man or woman or monster would stroke a centipede I have ever seen? And here is my good big centipede! If such a man exists, I say kill him without more ado. He is a traitor to the human race. – William S. Burroughs

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Large flocks of butterflies, all kinds of happy insects, seem to be in a perfect fever of joy and sportive gladness. – John Muir, 1867 October 9th, A Thousand-Mile Walk To the Gulf

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We starve the rats, creosote the ticks, swat the flies, step on the cockroaches and poison the scales. Yet when these pests appear in human form we go paralytic. – Martin H. Fischer (1879–1962)

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