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“Every body we know surrounds himself with a fine house, fine books, conservatory, gardens, equipage, and all manner of toys, as screens to interpose between himself and his guest. Does it not seem as if man was of a very sly, elusive nature, and dreaded nothing so much as a full rencontre front to front with his fellow?”

Ifs Knows Men Doe Book Body Seems House Fronts Fine Garden Fellows Screens Surround Guests Toys Hospitality Elusive Sly Conservatory

Book:The Selected Works of Ralph Waldo Emerson

Source: The Selected Works of Ralph Waldo Emerson

“I think the work in front of us is the first work task given our forbearers, which is to care for the garden. Now because it's the first thing commanded, maybe it's the first thing forgotten. But it is the first admonition and it is absolutely unequivocal. It is part of right livelihood.”

Thinking Firsts Care Given Fronts Garden Tasks Environmental Forgotten Stewardship Livelihood Admonition Unequivocal

Author:Wes Jackson

“At the front of my home, in the garden, is a huge piece of clear quartz.”

Home Clear Pieces Fronts Huge Garden Quartz

Author:Miranda Kerr

“I never seem to find what I'm looking for, though. I suppose I feel, these days, too aware of schedules and things, to let myself get lost in the rain. Anyway, I came back home, and it was still raining, and as I was approaching the driveway of the house, and the front garden with its bushy flower bed, I caught a cooking smell from somewhere on the air. I don't know why, exactly, but it appealed to me as a Nagai Kafu moment.”

Knows Feels Stills Moments Home Seems House Lost Air Fronts Flower Bed Rain Garden Cooking Caught Smell These Days Schedules Back Home Driveway

Author:Quentin S. Crisp

“The drab brown front of the house made it look as if it had been built from rusty spare parts. Someone always put lace curtains in the windows of dreary houses, and Nick was unsurprised to see the curtains making their attempts in every window of this place. There was a china garden gnome on the doorstep, wearing a desperate, crazy smile. "It's not so bad," Alan said. "You never take me nice places anymore, baby." said Nick, and was mildly gratified by Alan's ring of laughter, like a living bell that had been caught by surprise when it was struck.”

Source: The Demon's Lexicon

“The front door shut, leaving Alec sitting in the half-lit garden, alone. He closed his eyes for a moment, the image of a face hovering behind his lids. Not Jace's face, for a change. The eyes set in the face were green, slit-pupiled. Cat eyes.”

Source: Cassandra Clare: The Mortal Instrument Series (3 books): City of Bones; City of Ashes; City of Glass

“Seeds have the power to preserve species, to enhance cultural as well as genetic diversity, to counter economic monopoly and to check the advance of conformity on all its many fronts.”

Wells Economic Fronts Diversity Garden Species Seeds Checks Preserves Conformity Gardening Monopoly

Book:Second Nature: A Gardener's Education

Source: Second Nature: A Gardener's Education

“And I don't think I want to meet this super-reaper." Nash stuffed his hands in his front pockets. "The garden variety's weird enough.”

Thinking Want Enough Hands Fronts Garden Variety Pockets Reaper

Book:Soul Screamers Volume One: My Soul to Lose\My Soul to Take\My Soul to Save

Source: Soul Screamers Volume One: My Soul to Lose\My Soul to Take\My Soul to Save

“For this quiet, unprepossessing, passive man who has no garden in front of his subsidised flat, books are like flowers. He loves to line them up on the shelf in multicoloured rows: he watches over each of them with an old-fashioned gardener's delight, holds them like fragile objects in his thin, bloodless hands.”

Men Book Hands Lines Watches Fronts Objects Flower Quiet Garden Delight Flats Fragile Passive Shelves Old Fashioned Gardener

Book:The Post Office Girl

Source: The Post Office Girl

“To the garden of the world anew descending, Potent mates, daughters, sons, preluding, The love, the life of their bodies, meaning and being, Curious here behold my resurrection after slumber, The revolving cycles in their wide sweep having brought me again, amorous, mature, all beautiful to me, all wondrous, My limbs and the quivering fire that ever plays through them, for reasons, most wondrous, Existing I peer and penetrate still, Content with the present, content with the past, By my side or back of me Eve following, Or in front, and I following her just the same.”