"These turtles come this way from the sea, in order to lay their eggs, and are then seized by wild dogs; with their united strength, these dogs lay them on their backs, tear open their lower armor, the small scales of the belly, and devour them alive. But then a tiger often pounces on the dogs. Now all this misery is repeated thousands and thousands of times, year in, year out. For this then, are these turtles born. For what offense must they suffer this agony? What is the point of the whole scene of horror?"
- Arthur Schopenhauer, 'The World as Will and Representation'
“...and when all the wars are over, a butterfly will still be beautiful.”
- Ruskin Bond, 'Scenes from a Writer's Life'
Left picture: butterflies drinking tears from a turtle.
Right picture: butterflies and other insects scavenging a drowned fish.
found ON 2016-07-04 05:27:25 BY ME.ME