Compost Quotes

Compost Quote of the day

Compost makes houseplants very happy.

Confess yourself to heaven, Repent what's past, avoid what is to come, And do not spread the compost on the weeds To make them ranker.

Do not spread the compost on the weeds.

But men labor under a mistake. The better part of the man is soon plowed into the soil for compost.

Information is like compost; it does no good unless you spread it around.

Kings and cabbages go back to compost, but good deeds stay green forever.

Amazingly, we’ve become a culture that considers Twinkies, Cocoa Puffs, and Mountain Dew safe, but raw milk and compost-grown tomatoes unsafe.

Never, ever rest on your laurels. Today's laurels are tomorrow's compost.

Producing quality compost is the most important job on the organic farm. A lot of the problems I see on farms I visit could be solved by making better compost.

The gardener knows how to turn garbage into compost. Therefore our anger, sadness, and fear is the best compost for our compassion.

Never plant without a bucket of compost at your side.

To turn ordinary clothes into gardening clothes, simply mix with compost.

I consider failures to be the compost that feeds the better and best that is on its way.

All this new stuff goes on top turn it over, turn it over wait and water down from the dark bottom turn it inside out let it spread through Sift down even. Watch it sprout. A mind like compost.

travel is compost for the mind

All good novelists have bad memories. What you remember comes out as journalism; what you forget goes into the compost of the imagination.

We [people] may enjoy this fleeting beauty [of life] for such a brief instance. And then we are compost. G - , the creator-destroyer, certainly has a strange sense of humor!

It's all a compost heap. You just put down a layer of humus that helps other stuff grow. Your work will all be forgotten, but it will help stuff grow.

Religion acts as a moral gardener, to weed out, or suppress, evil tendencies, which, like weeds and nettles, would shoot up spontaneously in the wonderful compost of the garden, if unwatched.

Old gardeners never die; they just very slowly turn into the most magnificent compost. But what a marvellous, active brew it is!

The longer I live the greater is my respect for manure in all its forms.

Tomorrow composts today.

I have always kept notebooks and I go back to them over and over. They are my compost pile of ideas.