“Indeed, so deep is my pleasure in the work of the garden that, if there be a dimension after death in which grieving for the loss of the world of senses is possible, I shall grieve for no person however once agonisingly desired and passionately beloved, for no emotional adventure however uplifting, for no success however warming, no infamy however exhilarating, for nothing half so much as I shall grieve to the loss of the earth itself, the soil, the seeds, the plants, the very weeds... It is a love almost overriding my love the words that could express that love.” IfsWorldPersonsEarthLossPleasureHalfEmotionalAdventureGardenPlantSeedsSensesUpliftingBelovedGrievingSoilDimensionsWeedAfter DeathExhilaratingInfamy Author:Hal Porter
“It might reasonably be maintained that the true object of all human life is play. Earth is a task garden; heaven is a playground. To be at last in such secure innocence that one can juggle with the universe and the stars, to be so good that one can treat everything as a joke - that may be, perhaps, the real end and final holiday of human souls.” HumansMayRealSoulEndsPlayInspirationMightEarthLastsLife IsFaithUniverseHeavenStarsObjectsJokesGardenTasksTreatsFinalsSecureInnocenceHuman LifeHolidayHuman SoulPlaygrounds Author:Gilbert K. Chesterton
“Take life as it comes and death as it comes. Death is really beautiful; if it were a bad thing, God would not let it happen to us. It is really freedom, an entry into another, higher life. We must utilize this life in order to realize the life beyond this one. Beyond this earth garden is the infinite land wherein we meet those whom we have thought lost. Although we must not seek death, when it comes we should know that it is the final examination for a great reward.” IfsKnowsShouldHappensEarthBeautifulDeathOrderLostRealizingLandHigherGardenInfiniteRewardsFinalsThis LifeBad ThingsExaminationEntryReally BeautifulGreat Reward Author:Paramahansa Yogananda
“The job has its grandeurs, yes. There is the exultation of arriving safely after a storm, the joy of gliding down out of the darkness of night or tempest toward a sun-drenched Alicante or Santiago; there is the swelling sense of returning to repossess one's place in life, in the miraculous garden of earth, where are trees and women and, down by the harbor, friendly little bars. When he has throttled his engine and is banking into the airport, leaving the somber cloud masses behind, what pilot does not break into song?” LittlesDoeEarthJobsJoyNightSongBehindsBreakDarknessSunTreeMassGardenLeavingCloudsStormBarsFlightAviationFriendlyEnginesPilotsBankingAirportsMiraculousHarborsGrandeurArrivingTempestSwellingSomberGlidingPlace In LifeDarkness Of NightSantiago Author:Antoine de Saint-Exupery
“I have often thought that if heaven had given me choice of my position and calling, it should have been on a rich spot of earth, well watered, and near a good market for the productions of the garden. No occupation is so delightful to me as the culture of the earth, and no culture comparable to that of the garden. Such a variety of subjects, some one always coming to perfection, the failure of one thing repaired by the success of another, and instead of one harvest a continued one through the year.” IfsShouldYearsWellsHas BeensEarthChoicesCultureGivenHeavenRichOne ThingSubjectsPositionCallingGardenPerfectionShould HaveEnvironmentalProductionsSpotsVarietyOccupationHarvestDelightfulShould Have BeenThrough The Years Book:The Writings of Thomas Jefferson: Correspondence, contin Source: The Writings of Thomas Jefferson: Correspondence, contin
“Hordes of people [are] born, who live, yet who have done absolutely nothing to advance the race one iota. Their lives are hopeless repetitions… Such human weeds clog up the path, drain up the energies and the resources of this little earth. We must clear the way for a better world; we must cultivate our garden.” PeopleWorldWayHumansLittlesDoneEarthEnergyBornRacePathClearResourcesGardenHopelessWeedRepetitionDrainsAbsolutely NothingHorde Author:Margaret Sanger
“Speaking the words he had been taught, directing them no longer upward but to the earth on which he knelt, he prayed: 'For what we are about to receive make us truly thankful.' ... he... felt his heart suddenly flow over with thankfulness... like a gush of warm water... All that remains is to live here quietly for the rest of my life, eating food that my own labour has made the earth to yield. All that remains is to be a tender of the soil.” HeartMadeEarthFeltWaterMy OwnTaughtEatingGardenFlowRemainsWarmSoilLabourYieldGardeningThankfulnessEating FoodAll That Remains Author:J. M. Coetzee
“He even knew the reason why: because enough men had gone off to war saying the time for gardening was when the war was over; whereas there must be men to stay behind and keep gardening alive, or at least the idea of gardening; because once that cord was broken, the earth would grow hard and forget her children. That was why.” MenChildrenIdeasWarHardReasonEnoughEarthGrowsForgetBehindsGoneAliveBrokenGardenReason WhyGardeningBe A ManCords Book:Life & Times of Michael K.: A Novel Source: Life & Times of Michael K.: A Novel
“I thought I'd love to be a gardener because I grew up with a vegetable garden and I love being close to the Earth and growing things. At my home in L.A., I have a great garden and I grow all kinds of things. I even have a worm farm! The worms help create organic compost out of kitchen scraps.” KindHelpingHomeEarthGrowsLove IsGrowingGrewGrew UpGardenAll KindsKitchenFarmsVegetablesWormsGardenerScrapCompostVegetable GardenGrowing ThingsGreat Garden Author:Curtis Stone
“The earth is my altar, the sky is my dome, mind is my garden, the heart is my home and I'm always at home - yea, I'm always at Om.” MindHeartHomeEarthSkyGardenAltarsDomes Author:Eden Ahbez