I Certainly Don't Know If You Could

After His Death The Gardener Does Not Become A Butterfly, Intoxicated By The Perfumes Of The Flowers, But A Garden Worm Tasting All The Dark, Nitrogenous, And Spicy Delights Of The Soil.

It Suddenly Occurred To Me That Every Move On The Chessboard Is Old And Has Been Played By Somebody At Some Time. Maybe Our Own History Has Been Played Out By Somebody At Some Time, And We Just Move Our Pieces About In The Same Moves To Strike In The Same Way As People Have Always Done.

You Never Realize A Dog Is A Man's Best Friend Until You Start Betting On Horses.

Let No One Think That Real Gardening Is A Bucolic And Meditative Occupation. It Is An Insatiable Passion, Like Everything Else To Which A Man Gives His Heart.

Great God Of The Ants, Thou Hast Granted Victory To Thy Servants. I Appoint Thee Honorary Colonel.