For each tree is known by its own fruit. For of thorns they gather not figs, nor of the bramble do they harvest the grape.
The fig tree, my brethren, cannot make olives, or the vine, figs: so no fountain can make salt and sweet water.
Either make the tree good, and its fruit good; or make the tree rotten, and its fruit rotten; for the tree is known by its fruit.
These are spots in your loves, feasting together fearlessly, taking care of themselves: clouds wanting water, carried about by winds; decayed trees, unfruitful, twice dead, uprooted;
By their fruits shall ye know them. Far from it, do they gather grapes from thorns, or figs from caltrops
Wherefore from their fruits shall ye know them.