For each tree is known by its own fruit. Figs aren’t gathered from thornbushes, or grapes picked from a bramble bush.

Not many days later, the younger son gathered together all he had and traveled to a distant country, where he squandered his estate in foolish living.

“Where, Lord?” they asked Him.

He said to them, “Where the corpse is, there also the vultures will be gathered.”

All the crowds that had gathered for this spectacle, when they saw what had taken place, went home, striking their chests.