Daryl Hall Quotes

You got to do more than just live in the country to be a Farmer.

What kind of crops do they raise in the towns? Only Grand Dukes, Bolsheviks and drunkards!

Time, Look and Life don’t give a damn about dairy prices. They don’t know the difference between a corn cob and a ukulele.

Agriculture has deep roots both in my life and in Arkansas' history.

I'm not an urban black person. I'm a country black person.

We killed our own hogs, we killed our own beef, we raised our own vegetables, which Mama canned. We did live off the land.

It wasn't until I lived in the countryside that I began to understand the life of the countryside and the people in it and trees and water. Just learning about water is an education for a city person.

We were just country people. All my grandfathers had farms. They had chickens, cattle and tried to get by farming, for the most part.

Well not really to get attention, but to entertain, but you know to show some elements of rural life as well, it kind of blended all in, its kind of like a mockery in a sense, kind of stab back at people that have those stereotypical ideas of the south.

I grew up like a lot of country boys and girls do - amongst the pine trees, dirt roads, farms, mules and people who were real.

Three days a week and I'm home at the ranch in Fallbrook with my avocados.

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.

What I learned growing up on the farm was a way of life that was centered on hard work, and on faith and on thrift. Those values have stuck with me my whole life.

My life is the land, the dogs, the car, the motorcycle, the pond, the canoe, going to pick up mail. It's just a rural retreat that I enjoy.

With the advent of spring and beginning of the new harvest season the creators of abundance, our peasants, come out to the fields to sow with good aspirations and hopes.

I grew up in Swaledale, in Iowa. Its population was 220 when I was growing up, and it's probably 150 now. I lived in town and sometimes worked on the farms outside of town in the summers.

Daddy had a farm - cows, pigs, OK, a big garden, OK? We did live off the land, and then we would supplement all that with whatever we could kill or catch. Whether we'd kill squirrels, deer, duck, or caught catfish or brim, that was what went on the table.

I love the farm, I love growing stuff.

I took it upon myself to paint a better picture of rural life and what it is all about.

I actually would love to live in New York. But I need land; I need space. I'd love to move to a place where I could have a lot of land and a goat.

The corncob was the central object of my life. My father was a horse handler, first trotting and pacing horses, then coach horses, then work horses, finally saddle horses. I grew up around, on, and under horses, fed them, shoveled their manure, emptied the mangers of corncobs.

I'm basically a country person.

E. B. White had a romantic tenderness toward nature in a capital R, 19th-century way. He was knowledgeable, a part-time farmer, and a hardheaded realistic person.

We had three cows and a goat. People from New York and L.A. are like, 'Oh my gosh, that's a farm!' But people in Tennessee are like, 'That's not a farm.' I've never milked a cow or anything like that.

When you grow up in the country in France, you have small horizons.