What I hate most in life are people who are not really the peach of the day but who want to be young and sexy. You can fool nobody. There is a moment when you have to accept that somebody else is younger and fresher and hotter. Life is not a beauty contest.
Quotes about peach (16 Quotes)
A little peach in an orchard grew, A little peach of emerald hue Warmed by the sun and wet by the dew, It grew.
Chocolate's okay, but I prefer a really intense fruit taste. You know when a peach is absolutely perfect... it's sublime. I'd like to capture that and then use it in a dessert.
Sometimes, as is the case of peach and plum trees, which are often dwarfed, the plants are thrown into a flowering states, and then, as they flower freely year after year, they have little inclination to make vigorous growth.
I grow old... I grow old... I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled... Do I dare to eat a peach.
Saying Good-bye to the God of Disease (2) Thousands of willow branches in a spring wind. Six hundred million of China, land of the gods, and exemplary like the emperors Shun and Yao. A scarlet rain of peach blossoms turned into waves and emerald mountains into bridges. Summits touch the sky. We dig with silver shovels and iron arms shake the earth and the Three Rivers. God of plagues, where are you going We burn paper boats and bright candles to light his way to heaven. July I, 1958
I asked a thief to steal me a peach He turned up his eyes. I asked a lithe lady to lie her down Holy and meek, she cries. As soon as I went An angel came. He winked at the thief And smiled at the dame And without one word spoke Had a peach from the tree, And twixt earnest and joke Enjoyed the lady.
Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon. A happiness weapon. A Beauty Bomb. And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one. It would explode high in the air explode softly and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into the air. Floating down to earth boxes of Crayolas. And we wouldn't go cheap, either not little boxes of eight. Boxes of sixty-four, with the sharpener built right in. With silver and gold and copper, magenta and peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest. And people would smile and get a little funny look on their faces and cover the world with imagination.
What wond'rous life is this I lead Ripe apples drop about my head The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine The nectarine and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Insnar'd with flow'rs, I fall on grass.
Shall I part my hair behind Do I dare to eat a peach I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach. I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me.
Peach Look, Scum angel.
Identify Gods emissaries By the light in their eyes, By the lilt in their song, By the glow of their skin And the joy within Not with the face of a dried-up peach, And a voice that would teach Of doom and sin.
Climbing Lushan The mountain looms firmly over the Great River. I climb four hundred bends to its green lush peak. With cool eyes I stare at the rim of mankind and the sea beyond. Hot wind blows rain in the sky and down to the river. Clouds over the nine tributaries and the floating yellow crane, where waves ripple toward the Three Wu. White mist flies up. Who knows where Tao, the ancient poet, has gone Is he farming in the Land of the Peach Blossoms July 1, 1959
All the seasons run their race In this quiet resting-place Peach, and apricot, and fig Here will ripen, and grow big Here is store and overplus - More had not Alcinous.
The ripest peach is highest on the tree.
One does a whole painting for one peach and people think just the opposite - that particular peach is but a detail.