« All was hushed and dream-like, and there was no sound save the murmur of happy insects, which seemed like the humming of the sunlight itself. »
— Richard Le Gallienne, The Highway to Happiness (1913)
« Insect swarms are dancing in the sunbeams, burrowing in the ground, diving, swimming, a cloud of witnesses telling Nature’s joy. »
— John Muir, Our National Parks (1901)












