the bliss that comes from ignorance should seldom be encouraged for it is likely to do one out of a more satisfying bliss.

To the Memory of those faithful brown slave-men of the plantations throughout the South, Daddy's contemporaries all, who during the war while their masters were away fighting in a cause opposed to their emancipation, brought their blankets and slept outside their mistresses' doors, thus keeping night-watch over otherwise unprotected women and children -- a faithful guardianship of which the annals of those troublous times record no instance of betrayal.

You know how some people seem to think that their love for classical music makes them spiritual or at least something quite special? And others who think you are a monster if you don't 'love children,' however obnoxious the children may be? Well, I found out that many people who love flowers look down on those who don't.

The central paradox and challenge of marriage is that we have to make family out of someone we're not related to.

Working in the garden gives me something beyond the enjoyment of the senses. It gives me a profound feeling of inner peace.

When we contemplate buying something, we usually ask the price of it, then decide whether or not it is worth that much to us. But when we expend time and energy, we often just go ahead and pay.

I love spring anywhere, but if I could choose I would always greet in a garden.