“May your balls rot like fruit in the sun, and your manhood wither at the root!”

“My your balls wither away and you develop and allergy to Viagra and all it's counter-parts(Sophie to Royd)”

“Mindful of not thanking their benefactors, in case, like wights, they took offense, she added, "Your kindness is gratefully acknowledged. May your trees be forever fruitful.”

“The life of your body may be sustained by daily bread and rice, but the life of your soul may only be sustained by the fruit of wisdom.”

“songs like trees bear fruit only in their own time and their own way: and sometimes they are withered untimely.”

“Girl lithe and tawny, the sun that formsthe fruits, that plumps the grains, that curls seaweedsfilled your body with joy, and your luminous eyesand your mouth that has the smile of the water.A black yearning sun is braided into the strandsof your black mane, when you stretch your arms.You play with the sun as with a little brookand it leaves two dark pools in your eyes.”