Life's a pudding full of plums.

Heaped on the floor were turkeys, geese, game, poultry, brawn, great joints of meat, sucking pigs, long wreaths of sausages, mince-pies, plum-puddings, bartrels of…

— Charles Dickens

It is a rich storehouse for those who love quotations. It is as full of fine bon mots as a Christmas pudding is full…

— Fitz-Greene Halleck

Are the angels of her bed the angels who come near me alone in mine? Are the green trees in her window the color…

— Jack Gilbert

Fruits each in its season, are the cheapest, most elegant and wholesome dessert you can offer your family or friends, at luncheon or tea.…

— Mary Virginia Terhune

It's really quite simple. Mr. Isinglass robbed my father, destroyed my mother, exiled my brothers, and ruined me. If I catch him asleep I'll…

— Larry McMurtry

An efficiency-regime cannot be run without a few heroes stuck about it to carry off the dullness -- much as plums have to be…

— E. M. Forster

The eye of a man should be still more reverent before the rising of a young maiden than before the rising of a star.…

— Victor Hugo

What I really do is take real plums and put them in an imaginary cake.

— Mary McCarthy

The movie [Chicken with Plums] is very delicate, and you need to have people around you that understand what you're doing, otherwise it doesn't…

— Vincent Paronnaud

He must understand that if he is the world's finest plum and someone he loves does not like plums, he has the choice of…

— Leo Buscaglia

My work is the world. Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird - equal seekers of sweetness. Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums...

— Mary Oliver

Rain scatters plum petals; Weeping stains the earth. One can only take shelter And wait for clearing.

— Ming-Dao Deng

Without the bitterest cold that penetrates to the very bone, how can plum blossoms send forth their fragrance to the whole world?

— Matsuo Basho

There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground, And swallows circling with their shimmering sound; And frogs in the pool singing…

— Sara Teasdale

The rose is a rose, And was always a rose. But now the theory goes That the apple's a rose, And the pear is,…

— Robert Frost