Her body was wrapped in shadows like moth wings, like rose-petals.
Into the mercy seat I climb My head is shaved, my head is wired And like a moth that tries To enter the bright eye I go shuffling out of life Just to hide in death awhile And anyway I never lied.
Thus hath the candle sing'd the moth. O these deliberate fools!
Moth to a flame I follow.
Her lips were drawn to his like a moth to a flame.
I detest my past, and anyone else's. I detest resignation, patience, professional heroism and obligatory beautiful feelings. I also detest the decorative arts, folklore, advertising, voices making announcements, aerodynamism, boy scouts, the smell of moth balls, events of the moment, and drunken people.
Moth: I gave you my life. Flame: I allowed you to kiss me.
Every object strives for its proper place. A book seeks to be near its truest admirer. Just as this helpless moth seeks to be near the candle that infatuates him.
She was drawn to damaged souls like a moth to a flame.
Life is a frail moth flying Caught in the web of the years that pass.
Moth, that wasn't very nice.
A slight sabre-cut will separate my head from my body, like the spring flower which the Master of the garden gathers for His pleasure. We are all flowers planted on this earth, which God plucks in His own good time: some a little sooner, some a little later. Father and son may we meet in Paradise. I, poor little moth, go first. Adieu.
Judge the moth by the beauty of the candle
He felt all at once like an ineffectual moth, fluttering at the windowpane of reality, dimly seeing it from outside.
I can't smell moth balls, I find it too difficult to get their tiny legs apart
As a moth gnaws a garment, so doth envy consume a man.
From 'the lesson of the moth': and before i could argue him out of his philosophy he went and immolated himself on a patent cigar lighter i do not agree with him myself i would rather have half the happiness and twice the longevity but at the same time i wish there was something i wanted as badly as he wanted to fry himself
Being kissed on the back of the knee is a moth at the windowscreen.
What did moths bump into before the electric light bulb was invented? Boy, the lightbulb really screwed the moth up didn't it? Are there moths on their way to the sun now going, It's gonna be worth it!.
Be the flame, not the moth.
