Country things are the necessary root of our life - and that remains true even of a rootless and tragically urban civilization. To live permanently away from the country is a form of slow death.

It is so often the odd, the unexpected, the apparently trifling, that stamps itself upon the memory for ever, while much more memorable things pass away like a breath of wind.

Youthful days are longer than those of later years, as we all learn as we grow older.

A garden has a curious innocent way of consuming cash while all the time you are under the illusion that you are spending nothing.

It is only after a fair portion of one's life that one really knows what are the things that matter, the things that will remain until the end.

Country things are the necessary root of our life - and that remains true even of a rootless and tragically urban civilization. To live permanently away from the country is a form of slow death.

A horse, if he happens to have a contemptuous disposition, can sneer very effectively.