Baobab fruit dries naturally on its branch instead of dropping and spoiling, it stays on the branch and transforms into a hard coconut-like shell. The pulp of the fruit dries out completely producing a delicious pure fruit powder.
If the opinion that men might live very comfortably on virtue only, be a notorious error; no less false is that position of some writers of romance, that a man can live altogether on love; for however delicious repasts this may afford to some of our senses or appetites, it is most certain it can afford none to others.
Those, therefore, who have placed too great a confidence in such writers, have experienced their error when it was too late; and have found that love was no more capable of allaying hunger, than a rose is capable of delighting the ear, or a violin of gratifying the smell.
The History of Tom Jones, a Foundling (1749) by Henry Fielding
And a youth said, Speak to us of Friendship. And he answered, saying: Your friend is your needs answered.
The Prophet – Kahlil Gibran (1923)
The moon is a constant companion. It’s always there, sometimes shining brightly, sometimes obscured by clouds, but it’s a reassuring presence in the night sky.
Like a friend, the moon is ever-present yet often silent, offering its gentle light and gravitational pull to Earth and all who gaze upon it.
Flag Hill at Sunol Wilderness is a slab of ancient sea floor which, in response to pressure from below, was tilted up more on one side than the other, revealing a cross-section of its sedimentary layers.
The hill shows a vegetation pattern typical of the inner coast ranges. During summer, the hot sun dries the south-facing slope. Only grassland and soft chaparral can survive under these conditions. On the north-facing slope where moisture lasts longer, trees thrive.
Sunol is one of the most beautiful parks in the Bay Area.
Long ago, during the last age of reason, certain proud thinkers had claimed that valid knowledge was indestructible – that ideas were deathless and truth immortal.
But that was true only in the subtlest sense, and not superficially true at all.
There was objective meaning in the world, to be sure: the non-moral logos or design of the Creator; but such meanings were God’s and not Man’s, until they found an imperfect incarnation, a dark reflection, within the mind & speech & culture of a given human society, which might ascribe values to the meanings so that they became valid in a human sense within the culture.
“It is a long time since my last visit,” said Dumbledore, peering down his crooked nose at Uncle Vernon. “I must say, your agapanthus are flourishing.”
Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince by J.K.Rowling