One of the first gardens I did outside the family was for the designer Hattie Carnegie. I was 23 then, and I went to her salon, but could not afford any of her dresses myself, though I loved them. Miss Carnegie suggested I do a garden in exchange for...
A man without a fatherland is like a nightingale without a garden.
Garden design is all about concealment and surprise.
The ballet is a purely female thing; it is a woman, a garden of beautiful flowers, and man is the gardener.
There are many paths leading to a garden and many experiences awaiting those who venture in. No matter what your motive—whether to grow healthy, delicious food; spend time outdoors feeling more alive than your desk job allows; help save the planet;...
The herb patience does not grow in every man's garden.
To one who knows no better, a small garden is a forest.
A garden without a fence is like a dog without a tail.
Paulette had never been flush with self-confidence. People took that as humility, but humility isn’t painful and crippling. She hadn’t yet learned that humble and self-destructive aren’t the same thing at all. They’re not even on the same tea...
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 cr...
Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.
The palest ink will endure beyond the memories of man
Death changes nothing but the masks that cover our faces.
The average gardener probably knows little about what is going on in his or her garden.
We have quite enough to do weeding our own garden.
Love is a garden full of flowers and marriage is a field of stinging nettles.
A prudent man does not make the goat his gardener.
Many things grow in the garden that were never sown there.
The gardener who loves roses is slave to a thousand thorns.
A garden without cats, it will be generally agreed, can scarcely deserve to be called a garden at all...much of the magic of the heather beds would vanish if, as we bent over them, there was no chance that we might hear a faint rustle among the bloss...
The green thumb is equable in the face of nature's uncertainties; he moves among her mysteries without feeling the need for control or explanations or once-and-for-all solutions. To garden well is to be happy amid the babble of the objective world, u...
