Everything that slows us down and forces patience, everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature, is a help. Gardening is an instrument of grace.

Loneliness is the poverty of self; solitude is the richness of self.

No partner in a love relationship... should feel that he has to give up an essential part of himself to make it viable.

Each day, and the living of it, has to be a conscious creation in which discipline and order are relieved with some play and pure foolishness.

One must think like a hero to behave like a merely decent human being.

We have to dare to be ourselves, however frightening or strange that self may prove to be.

There is only one real deprivation... and that is not to be able to give one's gifts to those one loves most.

Help us to be ever faithful gardeners of the spirit, who know that without darkness nothing comes to birth, and without light nothing flowers.

A house that does not have one warm, comfy chair in it is soulless.

Most people have to talk so they won't hear.

Women are at last becoming persons first and wives second, and that is as it should be.

In the country of pain we are each alone.

In a total work, the failures have their not unimportant place.

It is the privilege of those who fear love to murder those who do not fear it!

Self-respect is nothing to hide behind. When you need it most it isn't there.

The garden is growth and change and that means loss as well as constant new treasures to make up for a few disasters.

The minute one utters a certainty, the opposite comes to mind.

The more articulate one is, the more dangerous words become.

True feeling justifies whatever it may cost.

Don't forget that compared to a grownup person every baby is a genius. Think of the capacity to learn! The freshness, the temperament, the will of a baby a few months old!