The seasonal urge is strong in poets. Milton wrote chiefly in winter. Keats looked for spring to wake him up (as it did in the miraculous months of April and May, 1819). Burns chose autumn. Longfellow...
And when you crush an apple with your teeth, say to it in your heart:Your seeds shall live in my body,And the buds of your tomorrow shall blossom in my heart,And your fragrance shall be my breath,And...
Comparing science and religion isn't like comparing apples and oranges - it's more like apples and sewing machines.
Anyone can count the seeds in an apple, but only God can count the number of apples in a seed.
Every thought is a seed. If you plant crab apples, don't count on harvesting Golden Delicious.
I would be over the moon if you'd make me one of your famous apple cakes.Portia stared at the ingredients her sister had lined up with perfect precision on the scratched countertop. Apples. Butter. Br...
Stories should be natural as apples, brief as lust, long as a thought.
It's funny, in a way the actor is a writer. It's not like the two things are so separate as to be like apples and oranges. The writer and the actor are one.
And then there is that day when all around,all around you hear the dropping of the apples, oneby one, from the trees. At first it is one here and one there,and then it is three and then it is four and...