Silly gardeners! We buy pretty, comfortable benches and position them oh so carefully. But does the gardener ever sit? No! We perch momentarily and then jump up to do that next thing we see.

Be pleased with your real garden, don't persue the perfection of a picture. What you see in a photo lasted only as long as the shutter snap.

If you cut a shrub back because it's just too big, and it dies, you haven't lost anything but a plant that couldn't live by your rules.

We blame Walt Disney for goldenrod's undeserved bad name. Despite Sneezy's pronouncement, plants such as goldenrod with heavy, insect-carried pollen rarely cause allergic reaction.

Don't design your back yard from the outside looking in. Design from your window looking out.

There's no "right way" to garden, only what suits each person and place.

Happiness comes from growing what thrives, not merely survives.

If a bush is too big, don't ask "should I?" Go ahead and cut it. If it lives, great. If it dies, replace it with something better suited!

Gardeners in regions with very long summer days have a great opportunity, and should use more of the cool colors that literally glow in the low light of morning and evening.

If someone says "You're not doing that right," hand him the shovel, sit and watch. That's the right way to garden.

You can put a gardener behind the wheel, but you can't keep her eyes off the landscape.

Her shoes were comfortable. They reflected her hope for the evening.

Poems are difficult to silence.

We'll fight, ' I interrupt. 'And if we die, that's how it ends. Fighting. With purpose.

Success Is Hidden Behind All The Things You " Must" Do

If we see our relationship to this planet in a wide perspective, one thing is clear: we belong to this planet, not the other way around.

I dream of flight, not to be as the angels are, but to rise above the smallness of it all. The smallnesss that I am. Against the daily death the iconography of wings.

Ah yes, the man or the crown. I'm afraid some can't tell the difference.

Religion! but for thee, prolific fiend, Who peoplest earth with demons, hell with men, And heaven with slaves!

The world is not a problem; the problem is your unawareness.

If you care, do something. If you don't care, please stay out of the way of those who do.