Bee Quotes

What is not good for the swarm is not good for the bee.

A swarm of bees in May is worth a load of hay but a swarm in July is not worth a fly.

As busy as a bee.

Bees that have honey in their nostrils have stings in their tails.

All the honey a bee gathers during its lifetime doesn’t sweeten its sting.

Perhaps, too, it’s as well that Denis hasn’t been permitted to flower into a little Nero, and that Ivor remains only potentially a Caligula. Yes, it’s better so, no doubt. But it would have been more amusing, as a spectacle, if they had had the chance to develop, untrammelled, the full horror of their potentialities. […]

Honeyed words like bees, Gilded and sticky, with a little sting.

The queen, for her part, is the unifying force of the community; if she is removed from the hive, the workers very quickly sense her absence. After a few hours, or even less, they show unmistakable signs of queenlessness.

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made; Nine bean rows will I have there, a hive for the honey bee, And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

Don’t you wait where the trees are, When the lightnings play, Nor don’t you hate where Bees are, Or else they’ll pine away. Pine away – dwine away – Anything to leave you! But if you never grieve your Bees, Your Bees’ll never grieve you.