A weed is a plant that has mastered every survival skill except for learning how to grow in rows.

It is like the seed put in the soil - the more one sows, the greater the harvest.

Someone's sitting in the shade today because someone planted a tree a long time ago.

In search of my mother's garden, I found my own.

A good garden may have some weeds.

It will never rain roses: when we want to have more roses we must plant more trees.

Gardens are not made by singing 'Oh, how beautiful,' and sitting in the shade.

God Almighty first planted a garden. And indeed, it is the purest of human pleasures.

A garden is a grand teacher. It teaches patience and careful watchfulness it teaches industry and thrift above all it teaches entire trust.

Everything that slows us down and forces patience, everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature, is a help. Gardening is an instrument of grace.