agricultural metaphor Quotes

The heavier crop is ever in others' fields.

Every wheatfield of human thought after a while becomes filled with cockle; then the husbandmen destroy the grain with the cockle and plant anew.

All things with which we deal preach to us. What is a farm but a mute gospel? The chaff and the wheat, weeds and plants, blight, rain, insects, sun,--it is a sacred emblem from the first furrow of spring to the last stack which the snow of winter overtakes in the fields.

The world is like a fertile field that's waiting to be harvested. The seeds have been planted, and what I do is go out and help plant more seeds and harvest them.

The sower of the seed is assuredly the author of the whole harvest of mischief.

Remember this: Whoever sows sparingly will also reap sparingly, and whoever sows generously will also reap generously.

Everything must go its own way. One has to plow in order to sow, one has to sow in order to harvest, and what is disturbing has to be weeded out, like a bad weed.

Faith is like a kernel of wheat.

Earth laughs in flowers to see her boastful boys Earth-proud, proud of the earth which is not theirs; Who steer the plough, but cannot steer their feet Clear of the grave.

The harvest of the Lord’s field is seldom ripened by sunshine only. It must go through its days of wind, rain and storm.

The earth flourishes, or is overrun with noxious weeds and brambles, as we apply or withhold the cultivating hand. So fares it with the intellectual system of man.

The desired Islamic state might be likened to an orchard planted with olive and palm trees that will take a relatively long time to produce fruit.

A noble plant suites not with a stubborne ground.

But men labor under a mistake. The better part of the man is soon plowed into the soil for compost.

You may boldly say, you did not plough Or trust the barren and ungrateful sands With the fruitful grain of your religious counsels.

To reap a perpetual harvest you need to sow a perpetual seed. I got a need for seed.

The standing fields [ready to harvest]were the legions who hadn't filled their God-vacuum with the One who was born to fill it; the standing fields were those who waited for someone to reach out and speak the truth, and tell them how they might be saved.

But the sower going forth to sow sets foot into time to come, the seeds falling on his own place. He has prepared a way for his life to come to him, if it will. Like a tree, he has given roots to the earth, and stands free.

Nature also forges man, now a gold man, now a silver man, now a fig man, now a bean man.

Untilled ground, however rich, will bring forth thistles and thorns; so also the mind of man.

Lord, spare the green and take the ripe.

Untilled soil, however fertile it may be, will bear thistles and thorns; so it is with man's mind.