Faded smiles oft linger in the face, While grief's first flakes fall silent on the heart!

The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just on the body, but the soul.

Public opinion is no more than this: what people think that other people think.

Alfred Austin said, "Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are."

Tears are Summer showers to the soul.

We come from the earth, we return to the earth, and in between we garden.

There is no gardening without humility. Nature is constantly sending even its oldest scholars to the bottom of the class for some egregious blunder.

Pale January lay In its cradle day by day Dead or living, hard to say.

Exclusiveness in a garden is a mistake as great as it is in society.

Though my verse but roam the air And murmur in the trees, You may discern a purpose there, As in music of the bees.

He is dead already who doth not feel Life is worth living still.

To live is to be marked. To live is to change, to acquire the words of a story, and that is the only celebration we mortals really know.

Later, I learned that our forgetting of the parakeet had begun even before the species was extinct.

If you're going to get in trouble for hitting someone, might as well hit them hard.

keep fresh before me the moments of my high resolve.

She returned his gaze, struck by the sense of her own transformation, and overwhelmed by the beauty which a lifetime havit had taught her to ignore.

Transformation doesn't have to be deep, dark and mysterious. If you screw up, fine - laugh at yourself, learn and move on.

Even in a fantasy realm, growing up is accomplished not without cost.

Dave Jones got to the final last year and lost in the semi-final this year, so progress has definitely been made

The worst professional advice I've received. "If you were the last person on earth, I would never choose you to be a movie star."