Beverley Nichols Quotes

I also like to garden. I grow things, vegetables, flowers... I particularly like orchids. I raise orchids.

The garden is my second profession. It's 22 hectares, which is a big garden. I really need it, going from the flower garden, the shrubs and the trees, the vegetable garden, all these things.

Planting a flower's like opening a book, because either way you're starting something. And your garden's your library.

Once the rains abated, my father's garden thrived in the heat like an unleashed temper.

A garden is an awful responsibility. You never know what you may be aiding to grow in it.

When all is said and done, is there any more wonderful sight, any moment when man's reason is nearer to some sort of contact with the nature of the world than the sowing of seeds, the planting of cuttings, the transplanting of shrubs or the grafting of slips?

In fine weather the old gentelman is almost constantly in the garden; and when it is too wet to go into it, he will look out the window at it, by the hour together. He has always something to do there, and you will see him digging, and sweeping, and cutting, and planting, with manifest delight.

Perennials are the ones that grow like weeds, biennials are the ones that die this year instead of next and hardy annuals are the ones that never come up at all.

New beginnings and new shoots Spring again from hidden roots Pull or stab or cut or burn, Love must ever yet return.

This garden is no metaphor - more a task that swallows you into itself, earth using, as always, everything it can.

The true definition of a perennial: Any plant which, had it lived, would have bloomed year after year.

To plant a garden is the chief of the arts of peace.

Gardens were before gardeners, and but some hours after the earth.

Sometimes he used a spade in his garden, and sometimes he read and wrote. He had but one name for these two kinds of labor; he called them gardening. ‘The Spirit is a garden,’ said he

The man who wants a garden fair, or small or very big, With flowers growing here and there, Must bend his back and dig. The things are mighty few on earth That wishes can attain. Whate'er we want of any worth We've got to work to gain. It matters not what goal you seek, It's secret here reposes: You've got to dig from week to week To get Results or Roses.

Somewhere, a long way away, people are doing sensible things like mowing lawns and digging gardens.

Yes, I'd love to have a garden of my own--spacious, and full of everything that is fragrant and flowering. But if I don't succeed, never mind--I've still got the dream.

To cultivate a garden is. . . to go hand in hand with Nature in some of her most beautiful processes.

Gardening has compensations out of all proportion to its goals. It is creation in the pure sense.

Then there are those who plant. they endure storms and all the many vicissitudes of the seasons, and they rarely rest. But, unlike a building, a garden never stops growing. And while it requires the gardener's constant attention, it also allows life for the gardener to be a great adventure.

I have often thought that if heaven had given me choice of my position and calling, it should have been on a rich spot of earth, well watered, and near a good market for the productions of the garden. No occupation is so delightful to me as the culture of the earth, and no culture comparable to that of the garden. Such a variety of subjects, some one always coming to perfection, the failure of one thing repaired by the success of another, and instead of one harvest a continued one through the year.

My garden will never make me famous, I'm a horticultural ignoramus.

But for one's health as you say, it is very necessary to work in the garden and see the flowers growing.

Let us cultivate our garden.

I allow no hot-beds in the gardens of Parnassus.