There were days when she was unhappy, she did not know why,--when it did not seem worthwhile to be glad or sorry, to be alive or dead; when life appeared to her like a grotesque pandemonium and humanity like worms struggling blindly toward inevitable annihilation.
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Bookworms are the most precious worms in the world when they are humans, feeding upon the paper's body with their starving minds.
A bird does not give up flying today because it couldn't find any worms yesterday.
Hey, my spaghetti__ moving!_ cried Mr. Twit, poking around in it with his fork.__t__ a new kind,_ Mrs. Twit said, taking a mouthful from her own plate which of course had no worms. __t__ called Squiggly Spaghetti. It__ delicious. Eat it up while it__ nice and hot.
The sight of a worm excites my reverence more than all the gods men have invented.
The early bird gets the worm, and the early fox gets the bird.
Every single living thing is food to at least one living thing.
So long, I replied, may we all have one good flight before we rest among flowers and the orbits of hungry worms.
It was the day of the worms. That first almost-warm, after-the-rainy-night day in April, when you bolt from your house to find yourself in a world of worms. They were as numerous here in the East End as they had been in the West. The sidewalks, the streets. The very places where they didn't belong. Forlorn, marooned on concrete and asphalt, no place to burrow, April's orphans.
One quick snort and the pharmaceutical worm burrows deeper into my heart.
No! no! My engagement is with no bride--the worms! the worms expect me! I am a dead man--I have been slain by robbers--my body lies at Wurtzburg--at midnight I am to be buried--the grave is waiting for me--I must keep my appointment!
From that first moment of doubt, there was no peace for her; from the time she first imagined leaving her forest, she could not stand in one place without wanting to be somewhere else. She trotted up and down beside her pool, restless and unhappy. Unicorns are not meant to make choices. She said no, and yes, and no again, day and night, and for the first time she began to feel the minutes crawling over her like worms.
The early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.