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Fruitfulness Quotes (page 9)

Mark Twain quote: "Why not go out on a limb? That's where all the fruit is."
Why not go out on a limb? That's where all the fruit is. Mark Twain
Sigmund Freud quote: "The more the fruits of knowledge become accessible to men, the..."
The more the fruits of knowledge become accessible to men, the more widespread is the decline of religious belief. Sigmund Freud
Soon some of the plants were as big as fruit trees. There were fans of long emerald-green leaves, flowers resembling peacock tails with rainbow-colored eyes, pagodas consisting of sumperimposed unbrellas of violet silk. Thick stems were interwoven like braids. Since they were transparent, they looked like pink glass lit up from within. Some of the blooms looked like clusters of blue and yellow Japanese lanterns. And little by little, as the luminous night growths grew denser, they intertwined... Michael Ende
All over Atlanta that fall, in the blue twilights, girls came clicking home from their jobs in their clunky heels and miniskirts and opened their apartment windows to the winesap air, and got out ice cubes, and put on Petula Clark singing 'Downtown', and sat down to wait. Soon the young men would come, drifting out of their bachelor apartments in Bermuda shorts and Topsiders, carrying beers and gin and tonics, looking for a refill and a a date and the keeping of promises that hung in the... Anne Rivers Siddons
Pablo Neruda quote: "There were thirst and hunger, and you were the fruit. There..."
There were thirst and hunger, and you were the fruit. There were grief and the ruins, and you were the miracle. Pablo Neruda
Physical pleasure is a sensual experience no different from pure seeing or the pure sensation with which a fine fruit fills the tongue; it is a great unending experience, which is given us, a knowing of the world, the fullness and the glory of all knowing. And not our acceptance of it is bad; the bad thing is that most people misuse and squander this experience and apply it as a stimulant at the tired spots of their lives and as distraction instead of a rallying toward exalted moments. Rainer Maria Rilke
Once off the bush. The fruit fermented, the sweet flesh would turn sour. I always felt like crying. It wasn't fair. That all the lovely canfuls smelt of rot. Each year I hoped they'd keep, knew they would not.-Blackberry picking Seamus Heaney
Love is a verb. Love? the feeling? is the fruit of love the verb or our loving actions. So love her. Sacrifice. Listen to her. Empathize. Appreciate. Affirm her. Stephen Covey
...when the armed robber of unhappiness knocks over the Keebler cookie display of our complacency, and bangs the samurai sword of negativity on the checkout counter of our dreams, we must not be afraid to hurl the fruit cocktail can of hope. Dave Barry
Ever since, two summers ago, Joe Marino had begun to come into her bed, a preposterous fecundity had overtaken the staked plans, out in the side garden where the southwestern sun slanted in through the line of willows each long afternoon. The crooked little tomato branches, pulpy and pale as if made of cheap green paper, broke under the weight of so much fruit; there was something frantic in such fertility, a crying-out like that of children frantic to please. Of plants, tomatoes seemed the... John Updike
...the blossom of our family, like one of those miraculous fruit tress that taps into an invisible vein of nurture and bears radiant bushels of plums while the trees around it merely go on living. Barbara Kingsolver
My resolve to die was not the whim of an hour. It was the ripe, sound fruit that had slowly grown to full size, lightly rocked by the winds of fate whose next breath would bring it to the ground. Herman Hesse
Douglas MacArthur quote: "On the fields of friendly strife are sown the seeds that on..."
On the fields of friendly strife are sown the seeds that on other days, on other fields will bear the fruits of victory. Douglas MacArthur
The radio was on and that was the first time I heard that song, the one I hate. Whenever I hear it all I can think of is that very day riding in the front seat with Lucy leaning against me and the smell of Juicy Fruit making me want to throw up. How can a song do that? Be like a net that catches a whole entire day, even a day whose guts you hate? You hear it and all of a sudden everything comes hanging back in front of you, all tangled up in that music. Lynda Barry
Auguries of innocence"He who mocks the infant's faith. Shall be mock'd in age and death. He who shall teach the child to doubt. The rotting grave shall ne'er get out. He who respects the infant's faith. Triumphs over hell and death. The child's toys and the old man's reasons. Are the fruits of the two seasons. William Blake

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