The fresh air of the open country is the proper place to which we belong. It is as if the breath of God were there wafted immediately to men, and a divine power exerted its influence. Goethe.
The fresh gaze of a child is richer in significance than the forecasting of the most indubitable seer. Novalis.
The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, / Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel. Ham., i. 3.
The frost is God's plough, which he drives through every inch of ground, opening each clod and pulverising the whole. Fuller.
The fruit of friendship, in opening the understanding, 30 is not restrained only to such friends as are able to give counsel (they indeed are best), but even without that a man learneth of himself, and bringeth his own thoughts to light, and whetteth his wits as against a stone, which itself cuts not. Bacon.
The fruit of life is experience, not happiness, and its fruition to accustom ourselves, and to be content, to exchange hope for insight. Schopenhauer.
The fruit of righteousness is sown in peace of them that make peace. St. James.
The fruit that's yellow / Is found not always mellow. Quarles.
The full moon brings fair weather. Pr.
The full soul loatheth a honeycomb; but to 35 the hungry soul every bitter thing is sweet. Bible.