A Quote by Jean de la Bruyere

Widows, like ripe fruit, drop easily from their perch. — © Jean de la Bruyere
Widows, like ripe fruit, drop easily from their perch.
So may'st thou live, till like ripe fruit thou drop Into thy mother's lap.
To use bitter words, when kind words are at hand, Is like picking unripe fruit when the ripe fruit is there.
Poetry relishes ripe fruit - but ripe is one thing and overripe quite another. That's something poetry doesn't like, so it couldn't care less if I were to fall overripe to the ground.
Spooning a seasonal fruit relish onto a plate of grilled king salmon is very much my style - flavorful, straightforward, and unfussy. I also like the way fresh, ripe fruit balances the richness of the salmon.
So may'st thou live, till like ripe fruit thou drop Into thy mother's lap, or be with ease Gathered, not harshly plucked, for death mature: This is old age; but then thou must outlive Thy youth, thy strength, thy beauty, which will change To withered weak and grey.
A thought falls like a ripe fruit from the tree of idleness.
When you truly feel this equal love for all, when your heart has expanded so much that it embraces the whole of creation, you will certainly not feel like giving up this or that. You will simply drop off from secular life as a ripe fruit drops from the branch of a tree. You will feel that the whole world is your home.
Educational reforms are like ripe fruit. They rarely travel well.
Nothing shows one who his friends are like prosperity and ripe fruit.
A ruined man fell from her hands like a ripe fruit, to lie rotting on the ground.
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. We shall all end like them—just a stain in the snow.
Whatever I do is done out of sheer joy; I drop my fruits like a ripe tree. What the general reader or the critic makes of them is not my concern.
There is no fruit which is not bitter before it is ripe.
There is ripe fruit over your head.
True love is the ripe fruit of a lifetime.
Let the kite perch and let the eagle perch too – If one says no to the other, let his wing break.
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