George Crabbe Quotes

I'm certainly not squeamish at all. The countryside makes you very aware of birth and death.

I went to university for a couple of years and I didn't enjoy university. The studying and the accountancy, economics, I just hated that stuff. Now the irony is here I am lawyer, accountant, I do it all day every day and sit at a desk. So I've never ended up where I wanted to be in many ways. I always wanted to be a farmer.

In the fields of opportunity it's plowing time again.

One of the greatest boons that can ever come to a human being is to be born on a farm and reared in the country. Self-reliance and grit are oftenest country-bred.

Anything to do with the land, I love.

I write about my region, the countryside in which I grew up.

My father worked in agriculture, and I got to travel round remote rural areas with him and see a bit of the landscape and people.

I have a ranch in Montana, but it's not a real working ranch. I've always liked the outdoors. I come from Texas. My grandfather was a farmer; that's as close as I come.

I'm basically a country person.

I've got a farm in Somerset, and I think it's God's own country. I love it.

The countryside in Belfast is beautiful. No technical wizardry is needed to show quite how glorious it is in its natural state.

We like horses and we like dogs and we like to be in the midst of agriculture.

Blessed be agriculture! if one does not have too much of it.

Friends, the soil is poor, we must sow seeds in plenty for us to garner even modest harvests.

The beauty and charm of the wilderness are his for the asking, for the edges of the wilderness lie close beside the beaten roads of the present travel.

One of the greatest assets of a farm is the sheer ecstasy of life.

Earth is here so kind, that just tickle her with a hoe and she laughs with a harvest.

All man has to do is cooperate with the big forces, the sun, the rain, the growing urge. Seeds sprout, stems grow, leaves spread in the sunlight. Man plants, weeds, cultivates and harvests. It sounds simple, and it is simple, with the simplicity of great truths.

Where grows?--where grows it not? If vain our toil, We ought to blame the culture, not the soil.

The use of butterflies is to adorn the world and delight the eyes of men, to brighten the countryside, serving like so many golden spangles to decorate the fields.

Agriculture is the greatest and fundamentally the most important of our industries. The cities are but the branches of the tree of national life, the roots of which go deeply into the land. We all flourish or decline with the farmer.

I came to love my rows, my beans, though so many more than I wanted. They attached me to the earth, and so I got strength like Antaeus.

If a farmer does abandon his or her "tame" fields completely to nature, mistakes and destruction are inevitable.

Agriculture engenders good sense, and good sense of an excellent kind.

I am actually looking most forward to seeing the country again. It's a wonderful town and the wilderness around there is beautiful. The falls there were an inspiration in my book My Side of the Mountain