There is no gardening without humility
Tears are summer showers to the soul.
Exclusiveness in a garden is a mistake as great as it is in society.
Have you never, when waves were breaking, watched children at sport on the beach, With their little feet tempting the foam-fringe, till with stronger and further reach Than they dreamed of, a billow comes bursting, how they turn and scamper and screech!
Alfred Austin said, "Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are."
The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just on the body, but the soul.