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

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

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.

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

True feeling justifies whatever it may cost.