"'Green fingers' are a fact, and a mystery only to the unpracticed. But green fingers are the extensions of a verdant heart. A good garden cannot be made by somebody who has not developed the capacity to know and love growing things. (from "The Education of a Gardener" 1962)"
Russell Page, British garden designer, writer
"'Maybe Christmas,' he thought, 'doesn't come from a store. Maybe Christmas...perhaps...means a little bit more!'"
Dr. Seuss, How the Grinch Stole Christmas
"'Will you walk into my parlor?' said the spider to the fly... (from The Spider and the Fly, 1834) "
Mary Howitt , English poet
"... a garden is like the self. It has so many layers and winding paths, real or imagined, that it can never be known, completely, even by the most intimate of friends. "
Anne Raver, American garden writer
"...'I donít rejoice in insects at all,' Alice explained, 'but I can tell you the names of some of them.' ... 'Whatís the use of their having names,' the Gnat said, 'if they wonít answer to them?' 'No use to them,' said Alice; 'but itís useful to the people that name them, I suppose. If not, why do things have names at all?' (from Through the Looking Glass) "
Lewis Carroll, (Charles Lutwidge Dodgson), British poet, author; born 1/27/1832
"...'If you are a gardener and find me,' said the little bunny, 'I will be a bird and fly away from you.' 'If you become a bird and fly away from me,' said his mother, 'I will be a tree that you come home to.' (from The Runaway Bunny, 1942)"
Margaret Wise Brown, American author (born 5/23/1910)
"...a garden is like life: something is always doing well, something is struggling, something is being born anew, and something is dying."
"...And every time I climb a tree Where have you been? They say to me But don't they know that I am free Every time I climb a tree?..."
David McCord, American poet (born 12/15/1897)
"...and the Great Pumpkin will rise up out of his pumpkin patch with his bag of toys for all the good children!"
Charles Schultz, It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown!
"...And then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with daffodils..."
William Wordsworth, English poet (born 4/7/1770)
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