Only Years Of Practice Will Teach You

Only Years Of Practice Will Teach You The Mysteries And Bold Certainty Of A Real Gardener, Who Treads At Random, Yet Tramples On Nothing.

After His Death The Gardener Does Not Become A Butterfly, Intoxicated By The Perfumes Of The Flowers, But A Garden Worm Tasting All The Dark, Nitrogenous, And Spicy Delights Of The Soil.

The Average Cooking In The Average Hotel For The Average Englishman Explains To A Large Extent The English Bleakness And Taciturnity. Nobody Can Beam And Warble While Chewing Pressed Beef Smeared With Diabolical Mustard. Nobody Can Exult Aloud While Ungluing From His Teeth A Quivering Tapioca Pudding.

Great God Of The Ants, Thou Hast Granted Victory To Thy Servants. I Appoint Thee Honorary Colonel.

There Are Several Ways To Lay Out A Little Garden; The Best Way Is To Get A Gardener.