Bumblebee Inspirational Quotes & Sayings

My mantra is: Let there be happiness in my soul, and let me share it with the world. — Alexandra Stoddard

Travelling so much, sometimes my luggage goes astray. But I can get the right stuff sent to me overnight by a special shipper. No big deal. — Ivana Trump

I don't know if we are the best team in the world. I am lucky to be playing alongside some of the best players around. It's a dream. — Zinedine Zidane

Stannis knows who Aemon is. If the red woman requires king's blood for her spells ... — George R R Martin

The path from Hythe leads, for a little while, along the line of the Romney, Hythe and Dymchurch railway, whose 15in-gauge steam trains run throughout the year from Hythe to Dungeness. — David Hewson

Sometimes you don't have to search out danger, sometimes danger finds you — Cassandra Clare

When the mind is open, an open heart often follows, and this creates room for acceptance of our differences. Acceptance, like Arthur and the bumblebee side by side living their life purpose in total harmony with one another. Acceptance and harmony: two elegant principles to build on. Would you agree? — Sherri Lynea Gerek

Life is not about what you can accumulate. I learned to live when I learned to give. — Anne F. Beiler

Most of us will be remembered, in work and in life, for just a few words or deeds that made a difference to others. The way we choose to say good-bye is likely to be one of the ways we are remembered. — Frances Hesselbein

We have now an American political party and a European one. Not all Americans who vote for the European party want to become Europeans. But it doesn't matter because that's what they're voting for. They're voting for dependency, for lack of ambition, and for insolvency. — Harvey Mansfield

We're gonna kill you. Just like we did your pathetic little ally ... what was her name? Rue? Well first Rue, then, you, and I think we'll just let nature take care of Lover Boy. How's that sound? — Suzanne Collins

She was held together by a thread. Not even a strong fishing wire, but the kind of thread that could fray and break in the wind. A thread that could unravel at any moment, scattering and smashing all the pieces of her that she as trying desperately to keep together. — R.L. Griffin