Grapefruit Quotes

“Twitter is a serious writing distraction.
As are grapefruits.
The two have nothing else in common.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich

“She watched as he put a few ice cubes in a heavy glass, then expertly curled a strip of grapefruit rind from one of the fruits in a bowl on the bar top. "This must be a favorite," she commented, nodding at the supply of grapefruit nestled in the bowl along with the usual lemons and limes.
He poured a generous measure from the black bottle and handed it to her with a cocktail napkin. "See for yourself."
Gemma wasn't in the habit of drinking gin neat, so she sniffed, then took a tentative sip. The flavors exploded in her mouth- coriander and juniper and lime and... grapefruit. "Oh, wow," she said, when her eyes stopped watering. "That is amazing. I'm converted.”
― Deborah Crombie, A Bitter Feast

“A family of grapefruits will always be surrounded by bitterness.”
― Anthony T. Hincks

“A near-fatal case of scurvy being the only reason I can imagine drinking something with grapefruit juice in it.”
― James S.A. Corey, Caliban’s War

“A cross with a bent tip that's the Facebook logo
New religion, clouds drip Grapefruit Yoko Ono

A clown wears the crown for years and we celebrate
Rule of law turned upside down, we tolerate

I no longer know, where we headed on this path
Pen my words, just forget it, waiting on the crash

Documenting life, I am Mr Werner Herzog
’72 Aguirre, this is the wrath of God”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“Grapefruit isn't usually my favorite fruit, even in the citrus family," he said, thoughtful. "But this is something else."
He was right. It should have been a simple, maybe even boring dish: grapefruit shaved ice, with thin slices of candied grapefruit and mint leaves on top, all heaped into a frozen grapefruit skin. "I think the word you're looking for is transcendent." Somehow the dish was a thousand times greater than the sum of its parts. Each bite of ice literally melted away in my mouth, transforming into something luscious and concentrated, something that brought me right back to being a little kid in my mom's lap, asking for a spoonful of the grapefruit half she'd sprinkled with sugar.
But even better. And it was beautiful, too. I was already imagining the way the miniature shards of ice would glitter in my photo, the way the crystallized grapefruit slices would shine like jewels, how the green shreds of mint would keep it from looking too much like something you'd want to wear around your neck.”
― Amanda Elliot, Best Served Hot

“Meditation on a Grapefruit

To wake when all is possible
before the agitations of the day
have gripped you
To come to the kitchen
and peel a little basketball
for breakfast
To tear the husk
like cotton padding a cloud of oil
misting out of its pinprick pores
clean and sharp as pepper
To ease
each pale pink section out of its case
so carefully without breaking
a single pearly cell
To slide each piece
into a cold blue china bowl
the juice pooling until the whole
fruit is divided from its skin
and only then to eat
so sweet
a discipline
precisely pointless a devout
involvement of the hands and senses
a pause a little emptiness

each year harder to live within
each year harder to live without”
― Craig Arnold