A Person Cannot Love A Plant After

The Happiest Life Has The Greatest Number Of Points Of Contact With The World, And It Has The Deepest Feeling And Sympathy With Everything That Is.

Tools Of Many Kinds And Well Chosen, Are One Of The Joys Of A Garden.

Yesterday The Twig Was Brown And Bare; To-day The Glint Of Green Is There; Tomorrow Will Be Leaflets Spare; I Know No Thing So Wondrous Fair, No Miracle So Strangely Rare. I Wonder What Will Next Be There!

Give The Children An Opportunity To Make Garden. Let Them Grow What They Will. It Matters Less That They Grow Good Plants Than That They Try For Themselves.

Anyone Who Acquires More Than The Usual Amount Of Knowledge Concerning A Subject Is Bound To Leave It As His Contribution To The Knowledge Of The World.