A Garden Is Half Made When It

No Beast Has Ever Overcome The Earth; And The Natural World Has Never Been Conquered By Muscular Force.

I Do Not Yet Know Why Plants Come Out Of The Land Or Float In Streams, Or Creep On Rocks Or Roll From The Sea. I Am Entranced By The Mystery Of Them And Absorbed By Their Variety And Kinds. Everywhere, They Are Visible Yet Everywhere Occult.

A Person Cannot Love A Plant After He Has Pruned It, Then He Has Either Done A Poor Job Or Is Devoid Of Emotion.

Science May Eventually Explain The World Of How. The Ultimate World Of Why May Remain For Contemplation, Philosophy, Religion.

One Does Not Begin To Make A Garden Until He Wants A Garden. To Want A Garden Is To Be Interested In Plants, In The Winds And Rains, In Birds And Insects, In The Warm-smelling Earth.