A Quote by Joseph Hall

As the most generous vine, if it is not pruned, runs out into many superfluous stems, and grows at last weak and fruitless; so dote the best man, if he be not cut short of his desires and pruned with afflictions. If it be painful to bleed, it is worse to wither. Let me be pruned, that I may grow, rather than be cut up to burn.
Ineffective or weak brain connections are pruned in much the same way a gardener would prune a tree or bush, giving the plant a desired shape.
I'm not a bit changed - not really. I'm only just pruned down and branched out. The real me - back here - is just the same.
Prose may carry a load of ill-defined matters like a ship. But poetry is the machine which drives it, pruned to a perfect economy.
That's exactly why nature always trumps gardens. Gardens are just reality pruned of chaos. What doesn't work you rip out.
For eager teachers seized my youth, pruned my faith and trimmed my fire. Showed me the high, white star of truth, there bade me gaze and there aspire.
Time is an amazing enigma in which seeds that were planted can turn into a vibrant garden if properly pruned.
The trees which are pruned, watered and nurtured by caring hands bear the greatest fruits; it is the same with people.
Life is a copiously branching bush, continually pruned by the grim reaper of extinction, not a ladder of predictable progress.
Our task is to stand tall in God's love, secure in our place, sparkling in kindness, surrounded by his goodness, freely giving to all who come our way. You, me, and the Christmas tree. Picked, purchased, and pruned.
If a person cannot love a plant after he has pruned it, then he has either done a poor job or is devoid of emotion.
A person cannot love a plant after he has pruned it, then he has either done a poor job or is devoid of emotion.
The most fruitful and the most joy-filled Christians are the most pruned Christians.
Just as some plants bear fruit only if they don't shoot up too high, so in practical arts the leaves and flowers of theory must be pruned and the plant kept close to its proper soil- experience.
The memoir industry is, what's the word? Under regulated. I think it needs to be pruned. If there are too many books right now and the market for readers is shrinking, I think we can get rid of many of the memoirs. Another memoir should be awfully well justified before it gets published.
Love fills and empties simultaneously. It makes us reach out to God, ready to be pruned, recklessly desiring whatever the cost. It soothes the aching heart and then makes it thirst for more.
The thorn from the bush one has planted, nourished and pruned pricks more deeply and draws more blood.
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