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It is a golden maxim to cultivate the garden for the nose, and the eyes will take care of themselves.
It is like the seed put in the soil – the more one sows, the greater the harvest.
In search of my mother’s garden, I found my own.
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.
A man has made at least a start on discovering the meaning of human life when he plants shade trees under which he knows full well he will never sit.
Who loves a garden loves a greenhouse too.
He plants trees to benefit another generation.
If you have a garden and a library, you have everything you need.
What is a weed? A plant whose virtues have never been discovered.