Through the dripping weeks that follow One another slow, and soak Summer's extinguished fire and autumn's drifting smoke.

The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just on the body, but the soul.

Public opinion is no more than this: what people think that other people think.

Alfred Austin said, "Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are."

Tears are Summer showers to the soul.

We come from the earth, we return to the earth, and in between we garden.

Faded smiles oft linger in the face, While grief's first flakes fall silent on the heart!

There is no gardening without humility. Nature is constantly sending even its oldest scholars to the bottom of the class for some egregious blunder.

Pale January lay In its cradle day by day Dead or living, hard to say.

Exclusiveness in a garden is a mistake as great as it is in society.

Though my verse but roam the air And murmur in the trees, You may discern a purpose there, As in music of the bees.

I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing.

All gardening is landscape painting.

I delivered lectures, and I was also a consultant for international companies in finance, both private equity and big venture capital funds.

The world by and large has to be reinvented.

We are going to deal with DACA with heart.

Truth always prevails. And I believe in that. I believe in God.

Because whatever I feel inside, it has a place to go. It just saves me over and over and over again.

A game that a lot of critics like is not necessarily a game that enough players like to be able to make back an investment of tens of millions of dollars.

The nation behaves well if it treats the natural resources as assets which it must turn over to the next generation increased; and not impaired in value.

There is always a place in the world for those who are willing to give of their time, energy, capital, creativity, and commitment.