#insect

People have a fear of the unknown. Insects have different senses than us, different amount of limbs and their body structure is very different. It's hard for us to really relate to them and understand them. ↗

— Dominic Monaghan

#body #different #fear #hard #insects

Anyway, the title The War of the Insect Gods came before we had that ending, before we knew they had become gods. That we knew the evolutionary cycle they went through. Before we even knew anything about that. We had an ending. ↗

— Michael O'Donoghue

#anything #anyway #become #before #came

Insects are my secret fear. That's what terrifies me more than anything - insects. ↗

— Michael O'Donoghue

#fear #insects #me #more #more than anything

It began as this desire to do this science fiction movie about perhaps one of the last insects left that nobody's done anything on, which is the cockroach - and truly one of the most frightening insects. ↗

— Michael O'Donoghue

#anything #began #cockroach #desire #done

It's very easy to make insects move. Because they do move mechanically without the rippling of flesh as you mentioned. They move more like real tinker toys and you can make models of them quite easily. ↗

— Michael O'Donoghue

#easily #easy #flesh #insects #like

The transformation scene, where man is becoming insect and insect has become at least man and beyond that - a flying, godlike, shimmering, diaphanous, beautiful creature. ↗

— Michael O'Donoghue

#become #becoming #beyond #creature #flying

Planting native species in our gardens and communities is increasingly important, because indigenous insects, birds and wildlife rely on them. Over thousands, and sometimes millions, of years they have co-evolved to live in local climate and soil conditions. ↗

— David Suzuki

#birds #climate #communities #conditions #gardens

A slug is always on its own. It's a lonely insect. ↗

— Karl Pilkington

#insect #lonely #own #slug

As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect. ↗

— Franz Kafka

#first-sentence #insects #transformation #dreams

This wobbly world host to insects and lint and a thousand pithy ways to feel unserious each minute It brings about a great softening of the mind, like the clouded edges of sea glass (this filter you could download and apply) A poultice or an opiate, rigidly individual. Alone and erasing sentences to splinters. (Poem No. 5) ↗

— Erin J. Watson

#life #mind #poems #poetry #world