I do not like January very much. It is too stationary. Not enough happens. I like the evidences of life, and in January there are too few of them.

The more one gardens, the more one learns; And the more one learns, the more one realizes how little one knows.

I loved you when love was Spring, and May, Loved you when summer deepened into June, and now when autumn yellows all the leaves.

I miss you even more than I could have believed; and I was prepared to miss you a good deal.

Flowers really do intoxicate me.

There is nothing more lovely in life than the union of two people whose love for one another has grown through the years, from the small acorn of passion, into a great rooted tree

I have come to the conclusion, after many years of sometimes sad experience, that you cannot come to any conclusion at all.

I suppose the pleasure of country life lies really in the eternally renewed evidences of the determination to live.

A flowerless room is a soulless room, to my way of thinking; but even a solitary little vase of a living flower may redeem it.

Successful gardening is not necessarily a question of wealth, it is a question of love, taste, and knowledge.

Still, no gardener would be a gardener if he did not live in hope.

Reaching out and value other lives is the only way to be trusted and never forgotten.

A son for a son, heh. But that's a grandson...and he never was much use." --Walder Frey

Nature is the mother and the habitat of man, even if sometimes a stepmother and an unfriendly home.

I have never been hurt by what I have not said.

I have been amongst the best players in the world for 8 years. None at that level played as many ties as I did.

What torments me is not the humps nor hollows nor the ugliness. It is the sight, a little bit in all these men, of Mozart murdered.

This marketization of personal information is a big mistake.

A successful dinner is one that lasts a while and one where everyone leaves happy. It's a meal where we didn't just wolf food down, rather something else happened at the table. That is the goal.

If one leaves home one might get a flower pot on his head and die.

I'm not playing with death, I'm playing with life.