The Fates are just: they give us but our own; Nemesis ripens what our hands have sown.
Time ripens all things. No man is born wise. Bishops are made of men and not of stones.Miguel de Cervantes
The essence of our God is obscure. It ripens continuously; perhaps victory is strenghened with our every valorous deed, but perhaps even all these agonizing struggles toward deliverance and victory are inferior to the nature of divinity. Whatever it might be, we fight on without certainty, and our virtue, uncertain of any rewards, acquires a profound nobility.
I know the colour rose, and it is lovely,But not when it ripens in a tumour.Dannie Abse