butterfly

In the name of the bee
And of the butterfly
And of the breeze, amen!

Bees sip honey from flowers and hum their thanks when they leave.
The gaudy butterfly is sure that the flowers owe thanks to him.

"Now it's dark..."

"I'll fuck anything that moves!"

"Don't toast to my health, toast to my fuck!"

Butterflies represent transformation. They evolve from a caterpillar into a beautiful, wondrous being - much like a woman finding her inner goddess; her personal power.

If a butterfly can flap its wings a thousand times a minute to reach its destination, imagine what you can do!

Just as the caterpilar thought the world was over, it turned into a butterfly.

"How does one become a butterfly?" she asked.
"You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar."

Happiness is as a butterfly, which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.