A Quote by Pablo Neruda

So the freshness lives on in a lemon, in the sweet-smelling house of the rind, the proportions, arcane and acerb. — © Pablo Neruda
So the freshness lives on in a lemon, in the sweet-smelling house of the rind, the proportions, arcane and acerb.
I keep returning to the combination of artichoke, broad beans and lemon. The freshness of young beans and the lemon juice 'lifts' the artichoke and balances its hearty nature.
I'm doing something with Kris Jenner's cookbook. We'e going to do a whole week of my favourite stuff because everybody knows I love to eat. Her lemon cake is so insane. I hate lemon and when I go to her house I eat lemon cake. There's nothing better.
The gods tempt us. They offer us riches and sweet smelling women, tres leches, each milk sweeter than the one before. But you cannot beat the gods. The grander house and the bigger deal only mean more borrowed time, more risk. When you build your life on a house of cards, you never know when the joker will turn up.
Flowers never emit so sweet and strong a fragrance as before a storm. When a storm approaches thee, be as fragrant as a sweet-smelling flower.
The problem of architecture has always been the same throughout time. Its authentic quality is reached through its proportions, and the proportions cost nothing. In fact, most of them are proportions among things, not the things themselves. Art is almost always a question of proportions.
Second freshness - that's what is nonsense! There is only one freshness - the first - and it is also the last. And if sturgeon is of the second freshness, that means it is simply rotten.
Guys, your home should never smell like artificial food: candy canes, gum drops, lemon bars. I mean, I will consume lemon bars in mass quantities, but I don't want my house to smell like one.
Don't worry, fairy vomit is no doubt sweet-smelling to humans.
A lemon drop. They're a kind of Muggle sweet I'm rather fond of.
We live not in our moments or our years: The present we fling from us like the rind Of some sweet future, which we after find Bitter to taste.
Charity is that sweet-smelling savor of Jesus Christ, which vanishes and is extinguished from the moment that it is exposed.
The house was on fire," i greeted them tersely. "In case you're interested." they both glanced up overhead as if to make sure the house was still standing. Fang sniffed, smelling the smoke. It's out, right?" he said
There's always a period of curious fear between the first sweet-smelling breeze and the time when the rain comes cracking down.
Aspirin is so good for roses, brandy for sweet peas, and a squeeze of lemon-juice for the fleshy flowers, like begonias.
Sweet is the rose, but grows upon a brere; Sweet is the juniper, but sharp his bough; Sweet is the eglantine, but stiketh nere; Sweet is the firbloome, but its braunches rough; Sweet is the cypress, but its rynd is tough; Sweet is the nut, but bitter is his pill; Sweet is the broome-flowre, but yet sowre enough; And sweet is moly, but his root is ill.
As a whole forest becomes fragrant by the existence of a single tree with sweet-smelling blossoms in it, so a family becomes famous by the birth of a virtuous son.
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