Mikhail Kalashnikov Quotes

I was a hard-workin' little boy. Oh, I worked. Pullin' cotton, shockin' grain, cuttin' wheat, loadin' wheat, choppin' cotton, cleanin' chicken houses, milkin' cows, plowin'.

The strength that I have comes from irrigating the citrus plantation, ploughing in the vineyard, guarding the melon fields at night. I believe that's what gave me the strength.

The tillage of the soil occupies the vast majority of those who work for their own bread.

I've worked the ranch. I've hauled sugar beets from the field.

There is virtue yet in the hoe and the spade, for learned as well as for unlearned hands. And labor is everywhere welcome; alwayswe are invited to work.

I was raised to farm work.

Throughout most of my life, I raised tobacco. I want you to know that my own hands, all of my life, I put in the plant beds and transferred it! I hoed it! I've dug in it! I've sprayed it! I've chopped it! I've shredded it, spiked it, put it in the barn and stripped it and sold it!

To me, the noise of a threshing machine is better music than a lot of music I hear nowadays. I took a man's place in the threshing crew when I was only 14 years old.

I worked on a farm for a little bit.

I grew up working on farms. You'd do anything for money. You'd pick blueberries in the summertime for weeks; you'd cut down, like, spruce and fir trees for pulp.

I grew up in a farming family. I hated cleaning out the chickens but loved hatching them and feeding the new born sheep. The smell of hot milk still has a special resonance for me. Harvest was back-breaking work, though... Where do you think Jesus got his biceps from?

The vinery is not made with blessings, but with hoes and spades.

My first love was, and remains, manual labor; sowing and harvesting, the pastures, the flock, and the cattle.

I've worked cornfields.

When I was young, they used to call me 'foreman,' not because I was in charge, but because I did the work of four men.

Everything is work on the farm.

Work my hands in the soil, what's the pay for all the toil? Dust for blood, dust for blood, dust for blood.

The Lord gave us farmers two strong hands so we could grab as much as we could with both of them.

A lot of my work is like picking potatoes; you have to get into the rhythm of it. It is different than patience. It is not thinking. It is working with the rhythm.

You know what would help this boy?" Demeter mused. "Farming." Persephone rolled her eyes. "Mother-" "Six months behind a plow. Excellent character building.

In the city, we work until quitting time. On the farm, we work until the job is finished.

I think of doing a series as very hard work. But then I've talked to coal miners, and that's really hard work.

We were sharecroppers - we were a little bit of everything. We farmed and tried to make something.

From the time I was a small boy, I remember working in the fields with my grandfather and father. We weren't growing grapes, but we were farming crops, creating something good out of the earth.

I've always considered myself a physical person. I don't call myself a farm girl, but I did spend a lot of years shoveling manure and throwing hay, because I worked to pay most of my riding expenses.