A dung beetle couple in love constantly proves that you still can be in love living on shit.

— Munia Khan

All things die,' she told him. Such a truism, it was the trite utterance of any street-corner philosopher, but coming from Insane RIMM it sounded different. 'All things reach the end of their journey, be they trees, insects, people or even principalities. All things die so that others may take their place. To die is no tragedy. The tragedy is dying with a purpose unfulfilled.

— Adrian Tchaikovsky

And all the insects ceased in honor of the moon.

— Jack Kerouac

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

— Franz Kafka

A stray fact: insects are not drawn to candle flames, they are drawn to the light on the far side of the flame, they go into the flame and sizzle to nothingness because they're so eager to get to the light on the other side.

— Michael Cunningham

Bugs never bug my head. They are amazing. It is the activities of humans which actually bug me all the time.

— Munia Khan

Dear Samantha’m sorry we have to get a divorce know that seems like an odd way to start a love letter but let me explain:it’s not you it sure as hell isn’t mat’s just human beings don’t love as well as insects DOI love you. Far too much to let what we have be ruined by the failings of our species saw the way you looked at the waiter last night know you would never DO anything, you never do but.I saw the way you looked at the waiter last night did you know that when a female fly accepts the pheromones put off by a male fly, it re-writes her brain, destroys the receptors that receive pheromones, sensing the change, the male fly does the same. When two flies love each other they do it so hard, they will never love anything else ever again. If either one of them dies before procreation can happen both sets of genetic code are lost forever. Now that… is dedication. After Elizabeth and I broke up we spent three days dividing everything we had bought togetherlike if I knew what pots were mine like if I knew which drapes were mine somehow the pain would go away this is not true after two praying mantises mate, the nervous system of the male begins to shut down while he still has control over his motor function she flops onto his back, exposing his soft underbelly up to his lover like a gift she then proceeds to lovingly dice him into tiny cubes spooning every morsel into her mouth she wastes nothing even the exoskeleton goes she does this so that once their children are born she has something to regurgitate to feed them now that. Is selflessness could never do that for you so I have a new plan’m going to leave you now’m going to spend the rest of my life committing petty injustices hope you do the same will jay walk at every opportunity I will steal things I could easily afford will be rude to strangers hope you do the same hope reincarnation is real hope our petty crimes are enough to cause us to be reborn as lesser creatures I hope we are reborn as flies so that we can love each other as hard as we were meant to.

— Jared Singer

Despite its dark veins, the transparency of dragonfly’s wings assures me of a pure, innocent world

— Munia Khan

Dragonflies circled me, the sun knifing off the brilliant blues and yellows of their bodies.

— Alexandria Marzano-Lesnevich

If I could store lightnings in jars, I'd sell them to sick fireflies to light their way. Only they have nothing to pay for it with but life.

— Will Advise