I was happier when pursuing success than I was when savoring its fruits; the attraction, perhaps the addiction, was in the process, as much as in its end.
The work of a garden bears visible fruits-in a world where most of our labours seem suspiciously meaningless.
Tis no sin love’s fruits to steal; But the sweet thefts to reveal; To be taken, to be seen, These have crimes accounted been.
The greater the risk, the sweeter the fruit.
Truth is rare fruit in garden of murder.
While forbidden fruit is said to taste sweeter, it usually spoils faster.