111 Quotes About Honey

The fun part is finding which thoughts, in that crazy beehive of emotion, are the ones that mass produce the honey.

As flowers increases the sweetness of the nectar by hearing the humming sounds of the bees, Om chanting increases the sweetness of life.

Here is something that Peach, one of the Casserole Queens, says about men and women and love. You know that scene in Romeo and Juliet, where Romeo is standing on the ground looking longingly at Juliet on the balcony above him? One of the most romantic moments in all of literary history? Peach says there's no way that Romeo was standing down there to profess his undying devotion. The truth, Peach says, is that Romeo was just trying to look up Juliet's skirt.

You can't rock the boat & act like you were just trying to put a baby to sleep.

Justice is the very last thing of all wherewith the universe concerns itself. It is equilibrium that absorbs its attention; and what we term justice is truly nothing but this equilibrium transformed, as honey is nothing but a transformation of the sweetness found in the flower. Outside man there is no justice; within him injustice cannot be.

We are not wrong, perhaps, to be heedful of justice in the midst of a universe that heeds not at all; as the bee is not wrong to make honey in a world that itself can make none. But we are wrong to desire an external justice, since we know that it does not exist. Let that which is in us suffice. All is for ever being weighed and judged in our soul. It is we who shall judge ourselves; or rather, our happiness is our judge.

Last night as I was sleeping, I dreamt --O, marvelous error -- That there was a beehive here inside my heartAnd the golden bees were making white combsAnd sweet honey from all my failures.

Everything is inspiration. If you look at the world as the incredible place it is, then each moment is a feast.

You fell in love with herwhen she couldn't love herself.You loved her wide brown eyesthat resembled the color of pure honey,and her big plump lipsthat were perfect enough to kiss.You loved her voicewhen she called your namebecause she couldn't fall asleep,and the silence of it allwhen she was long gone in her dreams.You taught her to love herself;head, toe, and everything in between.Her body,her mindand soul.Let nothing intervene.