Sweet April's Tears, Dead On The Hem

How Deeply Seated In The Human Heart Is The Liking For Gardens And Gardening.

In My Garden I Spend My Days, In My Library I Spend My Nights. My Interests Are Divided Between My Geraniums And My Books. With The Flower I Am In The Present; With The Book I Am In The Past.

If You Do Your Fair Day's Work, You Are Certain To Get Your Fair Day's Wage - In Praise Or Pudding, Whichever Happens To Suit Your Taste.

My Friend Is Not Perfect-no More Than I Am-and So We Suit Each Other Admirable.

A Thought May Be Very Commendable As A Thought, But I Value It Chiefly As A Window Through Which I Can Obtain Insight On The Thinker.