Nothing shows one who his friends are like prosperity and ripe fruit. — Charles Dudley Warner Copy Share Image
So may'st thou live, till like ripe fruit thou drop Into thy mother's lap, or be with ease Gathered, not harshly plucked,… — John Milton Copy Share Image
“Leaving this changeling for George, she washed his ripe fruit, and bit and broke the skin. An intense tang, the underside of… — Allegra Goodman Copy Share Image
Weep not for me. Rather let your tears flow for the sorrows of the multitude. My work is done. Like a ripe… — Lucretia Mott Copy Share Image
There is to me about this place a smell of rot, the smell of rot that ripe fruit makes. Nowhere, ever, have… — Donna Tartt Copy Share Image
“(But) I learned in time that this benignity, this cordiality, this music, belonged in no shape to me: it was a part… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
Books are attracted to me. They make a beeline for me, and stick to me. I have been so fond of them… — Sergei Eisenstein Copy Share Image
“You look at me, you look at me closely, each time closer and then we play cyclops, we look at each other… — Julio Cortazar Copy Share Image
A thought falls like a ripe fruit from the tree of idleness. — Natalie Clifford Barney Copy Share Image
The cocoa-nut palm grows best near salt water, no matter how loose and sandy the soil is, and in these congenial circumstances… — Isabella Bird Copy Share Image
Spooning a seasonal fruit relish onto a plate of grilled king salmon is very much my style - flavorful, straightforward, and unfussy.… — Tom Douglas Copy Share Image
She says, "But in contentment I still feel The need for imperishable bliss." Death is the mother of beauty; hence from her,… — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
It is better to live under a tree in a jungle inhabited by tigers and elephants, to maintain oneself in such a… — Chanakya Copy Share Image
Frost in January minus 20 for a week. Dead birds frozen on the branch—they fall with the first thaw like ripe fruit—death-ripened.… — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share Image
Some have paid me an undeserved compliment by supposing that my Letters were the ripe fruit of many years' study in moral… — C. S. Lewis Copy Share Image
