A person who undertakes to grow a garden at home, by practices that will preserve rather than exploit the economy of the soil, has his mind precisely against what is wrong with us.

Eating is an agricultural act. Eating ends the annual drama of the food economy that begins with planting and birth. Most eaters, however, are no longer aware that this is true. They think of food as an agricultural product, perhaps, but they do not think of themselves as participants in agriculture. They think of themselves as 'consumers.'

A Sustainable Agriculture does not deplete soils or people.

Charity even for one person does not make sense except in terms of an effort to love all Creation in response to the Creator's love for it.

To be interested in food but not in food production is clearly absurd.

A corporation, essentially, is a pile of money to which a number of persons have sold their moral allegiance.

The grower of trees, the gardener, the man born to farming, whose hands reach into the ground and sprout, to him the soil is a divine drug. He enters into death yearly, and comes back rejoicing. He has seen the light lie down in the dung heap, and rise again in the corn.