The Happiest Life Has The Greatest Number

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

A Person Cannot Love A Plant After He Has Pruned It, Then He Has Either Done A Poor Job Or Is Devoid Of Emotion.

One's Happiness Depends Less On What He Knows Than On What He Feels.

My Life Has Been A Continuous Fulfillment Of Dreams. It Appears That Everything I Saw And Did Has A New, And Perhaps, More Significant Meaning, Every Time I See It. The Earth Is Good. It Is A Privilege To Live Thereon.

One Does Not Begin To Make A Garden Until He Wants A Garden. To Want A Garden Is To Be Interested In Plants, In The Winds And Rains, In Birds And Insects, In The Warm-smelling Earth.