Life is like a field, where we must gather what we grow, weed or wheat... this is the law, we reap the crop we sow.

Success and failure, triumph and disaster. That is the rhythm of life in the garden.

Every noble achievement is a dream before it is a reality just as the oak is an acorn before it is a tree.

Happy is the person who can keep a quiet heart, in the chaos and tumult of this modern world.

in February there is everything to hope for and nothing to regret.

Life is like a field, where we must gather what we grow, weed or wheat... this is the law, we reap the crop we sow.

gardening is something more than a pastime; it is a religion.