I wish I could act up as well as she does to the true wisdom, which is self-sacrifice.

For whom is that bee working?
For herself?
If that was all, she only needs to suck the honey as she goes.

But she is storing up the wax under her stomach, and bee-bread in her thighs--for whom?
Not for herself only, or even for her own children: but for the children of another bee, her queen.

For them she labours all day long, builds for them, feeds them, nurses them, spends her love and cunning on them.

So does that ant on the path.