Best 55 quotes in «grapes quotes» category

My love, suddenly your hip is the curve of the wineglass filled to the brim, your breast is the cluster, your hair the light of alcohol, your nipples, the grapes your navel pure seal stamped on your barrel of a belly, and your love the cascade of unquenchable wine, the brightness that falls on my senses, the earthen splendor of life.

The fathers have eaten sour grapes and the children's teeth have been set on edge.

Seek more strength for weaker spine No grape grows on sinner’s vine

No se necesita valor para hacer una cosa cuando es lo único que puedes hacer.

our feet are grape-squashed in memories our skins are still flushed from the touch of summer’s lips.

The next morning we experienced our very first “full English breakfast,” which consisted of tea, orange juice, cookies, oatmeal, granola, berries, bananas, croissants, grapes, pineapples, prunes, yogurt, five kinds of cold cereal, eggs, hash browns, back bacon, sausage, smoked salmon, tomatoes, mushrooms, beans, toast, butter, jam, jelly, and honey. I don’t know how the British do it.

The sun had already set behind the mountains, and the sky had been drained of color. The trellises of sauvignon blanc flowed down the hill in even rows toward the valley floor. Whatever I was looking for, it wasn’t outside. As far as I could tell, the grapes were minding their own business.

The winter will be short, the summer long, The autumn amber-hued, sunny and hot, Tasting of cider and of scuppernong.

Wine had to be grapes first. Diamonds had to be rocks first. Butterflies had to be caterpillars first. Rainbows had to be storms first.

A winemaker never, never changes the character of a wine. The character comes from the grapes.

You are but a tiny cluster upon the vines of heaven, where the grapes are worlds; yet you hold the power to ripen your bitter berries and add to the eternal vintage of cosmic sweetness if so you will.

All holy piety in public, and all peeled grapes and self-indulgence in private.

Almost everything in 'A Day With Wilbur Robinson' has some basis in truth. And yes, my sister did pay me to feed her grapes while she talked to her boyfriend on the phone.

And never since harvests were ripened, / Or laborers born, / Have men gathered figs of the thistle, / Or grapes of the thorn!

Bring me wine, but wine which never grew In the belly of the grape

Bewildered is the fox who lives to find that grapes beyond reach can be really sour.

Do you seriously envision St. Paul or Calvin or Luther opening bottles of Welch's Grape Juice in the sacristy before the service? Luther at least would turn over in his grave.

I am certain that the good Lord never intended grapes to be made into grape jelly.

Forsake Alcohol, eat grapes instead!

guilt to motherhood is like grapes to wine

Fresh grapes and wine are perhaps the most luscious foods we mortals encounter during our sojourn here.

Good wine is a good familiar creature if it be well used.

I am sure the grapes are sour.

I didn't even know what I did in 'What's Eating Gilbert Grape'. I just went off with whatever I felt instinctually without a second thought.

I could spend a whole day at a spa. Id get a facial, a scalp rub, massages, then eat some grapes and be good to go.

If the grape is made of wine, then perhaps we are the words that tell who we are

I feel like I am too old to eat jelly. But I am too young to eat prunes. I am between grapes.

I have even written a book about Wine called The Grapes of Ralph.

I look like the wrath of grapes.

I never give anyone just one congratulation. Congratulations are always plural. They are similar to grapes.

I once owned a collection of 77 novels that won the Pulitzer. The only good novel of the bunch was The Grapes of Wrath.

I thought these grapes were ripe, but I see now they are quite sour.

I went to the juice isle, I learned something. Cranberries are taking over everything. What do you got, apples? Put some cranberrise in there, make it 50/50. Cran-apple. Grapes? Cran-grape. Mangos? Cran-mango. Pork chops? Cran-chop!

I've never had any delusions about being a leading man, and it's not sour grapes to say that in the best films that I've always enjoyed, the cliched leading man type isn't a part of the picture.

He who knows nothing loves nothing. He who can do nothing understands nothing. He who understands nothing is worthless. But he who understands also loves, notices, sees. The more knowledge is inherent in a thing, the greater the love.

The grape gains its purple tinge by looking at another grape. [Lat., Uvaque conspecta livorem ducit ab uva.]

My life will be sour grapes and ashes without you.

I wrote The Grapes of Wrath in one hundred days, but many years of preparation preceded it.

Put a good bunch of grapes under the winepress, and a delicious juice will come out. Under the winepress of the cross, our soul produces a juice that feeds and strengthens us. When we haven't got any crosses, we are dry. If we carry them with resignation, what happiness, what sweetness we feel!

The Fox, when hee cannot reach the grapes, saies they are not ripe.

There are purple grapes in the Land of Git-Thare.

The heart, like the grape, is prone to delivering its harvest in the same moment it appears to be crushed.

The word snob belongs to the sour-grape vocabulary.

There is stuff I would have liked to have done. But there are no sour grapes.

The tartness of his face sours ripe grapes.

Victory won't come to me unless I go to it; a grape tendril ties a knot in knots till knotted thirty times

We must meditate, brothers. These grapes will yield no wine we tread upon it.

You know the type: loud as a motorbike but wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight.

Wherever wine grapes are grown, it is beautiful.

Without good company all dainties Lose their true relish, and like painted grapes, Are only seen, not tasted.