Damn you, spoilt creature; I shan’t make you love me any the more by giving myself away like this.
Small pleasures must correct great tragedies, therefore of gardens in the midst of war I bold tell.
I miss you even more than I could have believed; and I was prepared to miss you a good deal.
The most noteworthy thing about gardeners is that they are always optimistic, always enterprising, and never satisfied. They always look forward to doing something better than they have ever done before.
There is nothing more lovely in life than the union of two people whose love for one another has grown through the years, from the small acorn of passion, into a great rooted tree.
Flowers really do intoxicate me.
I loved you when love was Spring, and May, Loved you when summer deepened into June, and now when autumn yellows all the leaves...
The more one gardens, the more one learns; And the more one learns, the more one realizes how little one knows.
Successful gardening is not necessarily a question of wealth, it is a question of love, taste, and knowledge.
I have come to the conclusion, after many years of sometimes sad experience, that you cannot come to any conclusion at all.
The farmer and the gardener are both busy, the gardener perhaps the more excitable of the two, for he is more of the amateur, concerned with the creation of beauty rather than with the providing of food. Gardening is a luxury occupation; an ornament, not a necessity, of life.
Still, no gardener would be a gardener if he did not live in hope.