Quotes About Fruit

Fleeting joy and fading ecstasy, here it goes again, oh, Sneaking fruit from the forbidden tree, sweet taste of sin

The motivation of grace will always bear greater fruit than the coercion of demand.

She is a pineapple: standing tall, wearing a crown, and sweet on the inside!

if some natures have to be refined by the sun, & some by the furnace (the less genial ones--) both means are to be recognized as good; . . . however different in pleasurableness & painfulness, & tho' furnace-fire leaves scorched streaks upon the fruit--.

More and more life is what we want' Tennyson wrote long ago, and that is the right want. Indifference to life is disease, and therefore not strength. But the life here is only half the apple — a cut out of the apple, I should say, merely meant to suggest the perfect round of fruit — and there is in the world now

Life's very like a husband you know, my dear; it makes you bring forth fruit.

Your strawberry-raspberry taste, your flowery flesh

for in eating of the forbidden fruit our first parents committed an act of theft. Is it not then something more than a coincidence that we find a "thief" (yea, two thieves) connected with the second Tree also?

3) The view of Mahamudra is very similar to the Shäntong view. In this context one speaks of basis Mahamudra, path Mahamudra, and fruit Mahamudra. Once the primordial wisdom present since the very beginning, which in this context is called "the joint manifestation of emptiness and clear light," sees its face through discriminative wisdom having become self-liberated, the realization of Mahamudra has become immediate.

A tree is known by its fruit. A man by his deeds. A good deed is never lost, he who sows courtesy reaps friendship, and he who plants kindness gathers love.

Results are what you expect, and consequences are what you get.

I am a grateful... grapefruit.

But the Holy Spirit produces this kind of fruit in our lives: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. —Galatians 5:22–23

Without the Babe in the manger, I am a broken branch; as I abide in the love of Christ, I am enabled to bring forth the fruit of the Spirit. — Patricia A. Moyer

What use, Milton, a silly story Of our lost general parents, eaters of fruit?

yet to all who love human faces best for what they tell of human experience, Nancy's beauty has a heightened interest. Often the soul is ripened into fuller goodness while age has spread an ugly film, so that mere glances can never divine the preciousness of the fruit.

Like other spiritual fruit, joy must be cultivated.

Sir, he throws away his money without thought and without merit. I do not call a tree generous that sheds its fruit at every breeze.

What's a lingonberry?" "It's a fruit that grows in the forest, in Sweden. You've probably had lingonberry jam at your grandmother's house. We always had it when I was growing up; like other kids had grape jam, we had lingonberry. Your grandmother always used to say lingonberry jam is like Swedish summer in a jar. The Swedes love their lingonberries. It's not so sweet, sort of like cranberry sauce.

She looked like autumn, when leaves turned and fruit ripened.

Once upon a time I owned a watermelon.

To eat fruit is to welcome into oneself a fair living object, which is alien to us but is nourished and protected like us by earth; it is to consume a sacrifice wherein we sustain ourselves at the expense of things.

Since supper was three kinds of casserole with two kinds of fruit salad, with cake and pie for dessert, I gathered that my flock, who lambaste life's problems with food items of just this kind, had heard an alarm. There was even a bean salad, which to me looked distinctly Presbyterian, so anxiety had overspilled its denominational vessel. You'd have thought I'd died. We saved it for lunch.

Nothing could hide the tiredness of their spirit and their flesh; time had eroded their godhead. They posed and moved as charmingly as he remembered but they were like wax fruit, they could not lubricate his glands.