I cannot abide the Mr. and Mrs. Noah attitude towards marriage; the animals went in two by two, forever stuck together with glue.

The more one gardens, the more one learns; And the more one learns, the more one realizes how little one knows.

I loved you when love was Spring, and May, Loved you when summer deepened into June, and now when autumn yellows all the leaves.

I miss you even more than I could have believed; and I was prepared to miss you a good deal.

Flowers really do intoxicate me.

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

I have come to the conclusion, after many years of sometimes sad experience, that you cannot come to any conclusion at all.

I suppose the pleasure of country life lies really in the eternally renewed evidences of the determination to live.

A flowerless room is a soulless room, to my way of thinking; but even a solitary little vase of a living flower may redeem it.

Successful gardening is not necessarily a question of wealth, it is a question of love, taste, and knowledge.

Still, no gardener would be a gardener if he did not live in hope.

The difference between those who adapted and those who didn't, Gorton said, was a willingness to totally commit.

My aunt and overprivileged cousin only recognize two states of being: glitter and grunge. And if you weren’t glitter, well, that only left one other option.

Waiting for wisdom to open the cage, we forged in the fires of the innocent age.

Why did we not know that heads of state were being eavesdropped on, spied on? We are the intelligence committee and we didn't know that.

I'm an adventurer. I like invention, I like discovery.

There is no single way to educate.

You're either in a position of abundance or you're in a position of poverty. Now, that's every area of your life. That's not just financially.

The biggest improvement in the flow of information in America in our lifetimes is that no single group controls the news anymore.

I prayed the monsters would give up. Or that perhaps Philip of Macedonia would climb back to the terrace (do crocodiles climb?) and renew the fight.

Each decision we make, each action we take, is born out of an intention.