Garden Life Quotes

We were brought up Protestant, and I went to church three times a day on a Sunday. My parents weren't Bible-bashers, but we all have a strong belief in God and a strong faith. We had a huge garden; our house was a bit like a scene from 'The Good Life.' I think Mam and Dad had it really hard, bringing up a big family on very little.

My favorite days are at home. Spend some time in the garden, cook a couple of nice meals, watch a couple of movies. I'm pretty boring.

When I'm in my 50s, I kind of think I'll want to be in a garden.

This was my prayer: an adequate portion of land with a garden and a spring of water and a small wood to complete the picture.

I've got an image of me at the bottom of my garden sitting under my silver birch tree reading, while everyone else had gone somewhere exotic.

Obviously a garden is not the wilderness but an assembly of shapes, most of them living, that owes some share of its composition, it’s appearance, to human design and effort, human conventions and convenience, and the human pursuit of that elusive, indefinable harmony that we call beauty. It has a life of its own, an intricate, willful, secret life, as any gardener knows. It is only the humans in it who think of it as a garden. But a garden is a relationship, which is one of the countless reasons why it is never finished.

More and more, I feel the need for a house and a garden.

And add to these retired Leisure, That in trim gardens take his pleasure.

It is quiet and peaceful here, the air is good, there are numerous gardens, and in them nightingales sing and spies lurk under the bushes.

It was that period in the vernal quarter when we may suppose the Dryads to be waking for the season. The vegetable world begins to move and swell and the saps to rise, till in the completest silence of lone gardens and trackless plantations, where everything seems helpless and still after the bond and slavery of frost, there are bustlings, strainings, united thrusts, and pulls-all-together, in comparison with which the powerful tugs of cranes and pulleys in a noisy city are but pigmy efforts.

I want death to find me planting my cabbages, but careless of death, and still more of my unfinished garden.

When I'm not on tour, I love to have a long breakfast at home in my garden.

This used to be among my prayers - a piece of land not so very large, which would contain a garden

I do mostly British projects, and for family reasons and life reasons Britain's my home, where I have a lovely garden.

In my garden I spend my days; in my library I spend my nights.

Some men like to make a little garden out of life and walk down a path.

Weather means more when you have a garden. There's nothing like listening to a shower and thinking how it is soaking in around your green beans.

The city mouse lives in a house, The garden mouse lives in a bower

She tapped on the window with her embossed hairbrush. They were too far off to hear. The drone of the trees was in their ears; the chirp of birds; other incidents of garden life, inaudible, invisible to her in the bedroom, absorbed them. Isolated on a green island, hedged about with snowdrops, laid with a counterpane of puckered silk, the innocent island floated under her window. Only George lagged behind.

You know the way that children play make-believe in the garden? I did that and I thought, 'This will do for life. Why would I want to do anything else?'

Eventually my goal is get a place in Ojai where I can have animals and a big garden. Just drink wine all day and hang in my garden.

Ah, yet, e'er I descend to th' grave, May I a small House and a large Garden have. And a few Friends, and many Books both true, Both wise, and both delightful too. And since Love ne'er will from me flee, A mistress moderately fair, And good as Guardian angels are, Only belov'd and loving me.

Nothing grows in our garden, only washing. And babies.

All that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.