And quickly the fountain of her blood was dried up; and she knew in the body that she is healed from the plague.

Much less from the same aperture does a fountain bubble out sweet and bitter?

The fig tree, my brethren, cannot make olives, or the vine, figs: so no fountain can make salt and sweet water.

And he said to me, It has been. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end. I will give to him thirsting of the fountain of the water of life gratuitously.