My son, Arzhel, is two, and he eats vegetables twice a day. We have a vegetable garden on our farm in the Southwest, and he gets two baskets, one over each arm, and says, ‘Garden, Papa!’ and then he eats what he picks.
I have a very nice garden and extraordinary markets, where there are products from the earth and the sea, in the French Basque country.
To make my meal, I go to the market and to the garden, and then I decide what I’m going to do. That’s a great pleasure.
The year was 1882. The palace was the Luxembourg Palace: the ball, the Senat Bal, held at the beginning of autumn. It was still warm, and so the garden was used as well. I was the soprano. I was Lilliet Berne.
I’m not much of a Rick Moody fan, but I want to be a fan for the Rick Moody I thought might appear after his first two novels, ‘Garden State’ (1992) and ‘The Ice Storm’ (1994).
Do you know that charming part of our country which has been called the garden of France – that spot where, amid verdant plains watered by wide streams, one inhales the purest air of heaven?
At places like Chelsea, often the garden displays are so big and grand that you’d never be able to have them at home.
In search of my mother’s garden, I found my own.
In Berkeley, we built the garden and a kitchen classroom. We’ve been working on it for 12 years. We’ve learned a lot from it. If kids grow it and cook it, they eat it.
I have a garden in my backyard that’s completely organic, which I’m very proud of.
I loved being in London. Always walking everywhere, always out and about and always at markets, walking around Brick Lane and Covent Garden and Soho.
The Secret Garden’ was the first musical that I fell in love with when I was a kid. My mom took me to see it, and it was the first one that I owned the soundtrack to and listened to over and over again.
My mom tells me the first show we saw was ‘The Secret Garden,’ but I don’t remember that.
God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.
Crimes of the century differ from the garden variety of murders. They involve wealth, celebrity and powerful attorneys, and live on for decades after the verdict has been rendered.
If Everton were playing down the bottom of my garden, I’d draw the curtains.
I enjoy painting, cutting the lawn and working in the garden when I have time. That’s therapy for me. I enjoy working with my hands.
I remember, around age three, peas growing in the back garden. Pinching them from their pods and popping them in the mouth was my first realisation that food came from somewhere other than a shelf.
I think I just want to garden – or kill some plants, in my case.
A book is a garden, an orchard, a storehouse, a party, a company by the way, a counselor, a multitude of counselors.
My favorite days are at home. Spend some time in the garden, cook a couple of nice meals, watch a couple of movies. I’m pretty boring.
I have an organic garden and love being able to say, ‘I’m going to see what I can pick to throw in my salad.’
Cynicism means the conduit to the soul has a great kink in it, like a garden hose in which nothing flows in either direction.
When you left on Saturday, I felt a horrible void, I saw you everywhere, on the beach, in your room, in the garden: impossible for me to get used to the idea that you had left.
I want to live my life naked, with all my little naked kids naked in the garden.
Not many people know this, but when Yes first started doing club dates back in 1968, ’69, we did a few tracks from ‘The Magic Garden’ album in our set. We just loved the harmonies that the 5th Dimension had as well.
I was about 28-29 when I wrote my first story, and that was called ‘The Garden of Abdul Gasazi.’
I will not serve lunch to anyone in the middle of a workday. I rarely rearrange my furniture or cabinets once I find a drawer for something, it stays there. I don’t garden. And I don’t knit.
Over the years, the idea seems to have grown up that brightly coloured flowers are vulgar, and that the only flowers to be admitted to the walled garden of good taste are discreet and pastel-hued.
The purity of finding the right artist, that artist that’s gonna be the next hall of famer, that artist that’s gonna be the next headliner, lifting people out of their seats at Madison Square Garden, that song that’s gonna be sung for hundreds and hundreds of years, that essence remains the same.
I turned down the first script offered to me, and the second. I lay on my back one day under an umbrella, in the garden, reading the third, and wondered why I had turned down the first.
I call myself, ‘The Estee Lauder of the garden world.’ I’m my own little conglomerate.
The cottage garden most for use designed, Yet not of beauty destitute.
There’s always the hyena of morality at the garden gate, and the real wolf at the end of the street.
I made a photograph of a garden in Kyoto, the Zen garden, which is a rectangle. But a photograph taken from any one point will not show, well it shows a rectangle, but not with ninety degree angles.
These wrestlers aren’t organized. They have no union, no pension and no insurance. You meet wrestler after wrestler who sold out Madison Square Garden ten years ago, basically running on fumes today. There’s a lot of drama there.
That is, the only reason salvation is necessary is to get us back to the garden. The Pentateuch not only presents where we began but also why we are not there any more, and why and how we need to get back.
Facebook has focused on the conversation, but not really on absorbing the Web into its walled garden.
When I need to think of, like, a peaceful scene or something, I think of my back garden in summertime. And whenever I hear the lawnmower next door, I always think it’s really peaceful.
I played without fear. I’ve done that since I first kicked a ball in my back garden as a five-year-old, whether it’s been my first game, my 100th game, or my 500th game.
I grew up at my grandmother’s house and she had a beautiful garden. I used to hate mowing the lawn and weeding, which is what you do when you’re a kid.
America is a place of many great events. Here is where Adam dwelt, where the Garden of Eden was located. America was the place of former civilizations, including Adam’s, the Jaredites’, and Nephites’.
One of the first houses we lived in was like out of a fairy story. We had a stream that ran through our garden, and we played with the ducks – we locked them in my mum’s office, and they pooed everywhere. It was crazy, picking blackberries and mushrooms, rabbits running through your legs.
I went to a couple of Rangers games at the Garden, and someone at the NHL had seen me and figured I was a fan and decided to approach me about having a blog during the playoffs.
A lot of times, when I go back to books I loved when I was young, I don’t quite understand what it was that I loved about them. Rereading ‘The Secret Garden,’ I felt a lot like Mary feels when she visits her garden.
My neighbour asked if he could use my lawnmower and I told him of course he could, so long as he didn’t take it out of my garden.
If we don’t empower ourselves with knowledge, then we’re gonna be led down a garden path.
God Almighty first planted a garden. And indeed, it is the purest of human pleasures.
I saw my father preach in Madison Square Garden, and I was a little embarrassed, I think, the first time I heard him preach. That’s my father up there, and I kind of slid down in my chair.
Our castle is not imposing, but is well built, and surrounded by a very fine garden. I live in the bailiff’s house.
I’ve got an image of me at the bottom of my garden sitting under my silver birch tree reading, while everyone else had gone somewhere exotic.
I had been obsessed with insects and creepy-crawlies: I used to get up at five o’clock in the morning and go out into this field behind our garden and collect insects before everyone else got up, and suddenly, all I wanted to know about was music. It just seemed a very, very strange thing.
A vegetable garden in the beginning looks so promising and then after all little by little it grows nothing but vegetables, nothing, nothing but vegetables.
Yet the wonder of it all is that, while engaged in a seemingly endless struggle, the Israelis have managed to turn a desert into a garden.
I have this first album that sells more than 100,000 copies in its first week, debuts at number two, goes gold, the single goes platinum, we’re doing Madison Square Garden.
I like solitary pursuits, such as reading or pottering about in the garden.
I’ve named a couple things after Edgar Allan Poe: the cat, and my garden upstate, where I only planted black flowers and purple flowers – and there’s a raven statue.
You know the way that children play make-believe in the garden? I did that and I thought, ‘This will do for life. Why would I want to do anything else?’
My work begun to spread out. And calls to the universities begun to take me out of my garden, you know.
Well, I don’t use the toilet much to pee in. I almost always pee in the yard or the garden, because I like to pee on my estate.
I don’t want to see people decorating a house or digging a garden. As for guys like Jonathan Ross, he got an award there last Christmas. What for? He doesn’t sing, dance or tell jokes, does he?
Little Sparta is a garden in the traditional sense. It is perhaps not like other modern gardens, but I think that other times would have had no difficulty with it.
My position is that since the non-secular status of my garden is not recognised by the law by the world of the public, then the garden can only be private. So, I closed the garden to the public.
I love planting. I love digging holes, putting plants in, tapping them in. And I love weeding, but I don’t like tidying up the garden afterwards.
The garden has taught me to live, to appreciate the times when things are fallow and when they’re not.
When I’m writing, I think about the garden, and when I’m in the garden I think about writing. I do a lot of writing by putting something in the ground.
We don’t live in the Garden. We live far from Eden. Every life is full of heartaches. Every life, frankly, is unspeakably sad.
Criticism, that fine flower of personal expression in the garden of letters.
I play with my grandchildren. I tend to my garden, which I love. Of course, I love to read, and family is really what it’s all about.
From my earliest memories, I loved the farm. My grandfather was a charter subscriber to Rodale’s Organic Gardening and Farming Magazine and had a huge, well kept garden with an octagonal chicken house in the corner.
There is no reason why the Louvre should be your favourite gallery just because it has the grandest collections in France, any more than Kew should necessarily be a favourite garden because it has the largest assemblage of plants, or Tesco your chosen shop because it has the widest variety of canned beans.
Clearly, any well-kept garden will be a source of pleasure in the summer months in the bleak urban midwinter, however, there are few activities more likely to energise the spirit than a botanical walk.
From everything I can read about Aussie spiders, it seems like all they really like doing is hiding in your house or garden or car until you ‘accidentally’ disturb them – probably by doing something crazy like putting on the shoe they are lurking in – and they can officially bite you to pieces.
Oprah was famous for going to a garden party and ad-libbing. She could literally interview people for a half hour about nothing, and it was entertaining. She had her own show before she had her own show.
Certainly if I were to think in terms of a field that would have required a different mode of education, I think I would have leaned in the direction of being a therapist. And without the education, or a different kind of education, I think my first choice would be a landscape architect. I love to garden.
And, I mean, I think poetry does need to be met to some extent, especially, I guess, 19th century poetry, and for me, it’s just been so worth the effort. It’s like I’m planting a garden in my head.
When I lived in China, there were no libraries. My mother bought books for me, and they were mostly the classics. I read ‘Peter Pan,’ ‘The Secret Garden,’ the ‘Rosemary’ books, and Kipling’s ‘Just So’ Stories was one of my favorites. No, I didn’t read historical fiction. It didn’t exist where I was growing up in China.
My favorite was ‘The Secret Garden’. I loved it, and I think it’s had a big influence on all of my characters. ‘The Secret Garden’ is about transgressions and imperfect people.
When I was 8 years old, I sold garden seeds.
In the garden of our house, when I was three. My brothers and I had a jumping wall. I remember it as enormously high, but it was probably only about a foot and a half.
I grew up in Washington, D.C. Suffice to say, it was not a garden spot.
If we descended from space aliens, that’s just as viable as Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden, as far as I’m concerned.
With a few flowers in my garden, half a dozen pictures and some books, I live without envy.
I grew up in Mossel Bay in South Africa on the Garden Route. It’s really windy there, and I like it. I enjoy links golf a lot.
From as young as I can remember, I always wanted to be a singer… My mum taught me ‘Going Down the Garden to Eat Worms’ for a competition when I was about 4.
I’m sure everyone knows now that only a few have performed in Madison Square Garden. That list is so small. Now I’m on that list. I’m a part of a very small group, which is unbelievable. You relish in that moment for a second.
If you look only as Genesis as an allegory, you have a major problem, because if it’s an allegory, then tell me who our ancestor was? If Abraham was real, then from Abraham if Adam isn’t real, if it’s just an allegory, it’s just a story, then what’s the real Adam who really fell in a garden and really sinned? Where did we come from?
God is a God who has not given up on His people. If He wanted to give up, He would have given up back in the Garden of Eden.
I’ve found a place that would amaze you. People used to live there, but now it’s all overgrown and no one goes there. Absolutely no one – only me… Just a little house and a garden. And two dogs.
When I grew up in central London, we had six pavement slabs for a garden.
One is that the perfect garden can be created overnight, which it can’t.
My agent was ambitious for me. But going out and chasing it? No, I’d rather work in my vegetable garden or play with my kid. I guess I’m kind of boring.
When I was a boy, I took over the shed at the bottom of the garden and displayed fossils and potsherds and coins in it and proudly called it my ‘museum’. I charged people to come in, and my most prized possession was a Saracen shield dating from the Crusades.
I had a ton of animals I had a goat growing up, a bunch of rabbits, a vegetable garden.
If you have a garden and a library, you have everything you need.
I was honoured when they asked me to appear at the president’s birthday rally in Madison Square Garden. There was like a hush over the whole place when I came on to sing ‘Happy Birthday,’ like if I had been wearing a slip, I would have thought it was showing or something. I thought, ‘Oh, my gosh, what if no sound comes out!’
I adore summer entertaining. For a dinner party at the farm, I might prepare homemade fettuccine with porcini mushrooms, soft-shell crabs, spinach from the garden, and lemon tarts with fraises des bois for dessert.
On Saturday afternoons when all the things are done in the house and there’s no real work to be done, I play Bach and Chopin and turn it up real loudly and get a good bottle of chardonnay and sit out on my deck and look out at the garden.
I worked with Congress on legislation, gave speeches to CEOs, military generals and Hollywood executives. But I also worked to ensure that my efforts would resonate with kids and families – and that meant doing things in a creative and unconventional way. So, yeah, I planted a garden and hula-hooped on the White House lawn with kids.
I think of marriage as a garden. You have to tend to it. Respect it, take care of it, feed it. Make sure everyone is getting the right amount of, um, sunlight.
How can you be content to be in the world like tulips in a garden, to make a fine show, and be good for nothing.
I loved Frances Hodgson Burnett, who wrote ‘The Little Princess’ and ‘The Secret Garden.’ And I loved the ‘Little House on the Prairie’ books by Laura Ingalls Wilder.
I long for my garden to be complete. Working in it is one of my joys, but it will never be finished because it’s forever changing with the seasons.
Checking email every 45 seconds is not only compulsive, it’s presumptuous. It suggests a belief that anyone who sends us a message needs us to read it immediately, even if the message is from SkyMall telling us our Bigfoot Garden Yeti statue has shipped.
I only met Ian Fleming once, at a party given by my father’s friend the director Carol Reed, at his house at 211 King’s Road, Chelsea, the garden of which he shared with Peter Ustinov.
Freeing’ a literary work into the public domain is less a public benefit than a transfer of wealth from the families of American writers to the executives and stockholders of various businesses who will continue to profit from, for example, ‘The Garden Party,’ while the descendants of Katherine Mansfield will not.
Elton wanted a garden. They were building all afternoon while we were rehearsing. And then they built a fountain for Elton. And he said, I was only joking!
I have a garden, and I’m passionately interested in young people.
I want a house with a garden, but slap bang in the centre of London. Next door to a sushi bar.
I cannot live without flowers everywhere. I grew up having a big garden, the size of a city block, in Rombas.
I need my friends, I need my house, I need my garden.
My grandfather lived across the garden from us, and in his attic he had a lot of radios, appliances and inventions that he had made over 50 years, such as a keyboard called a clavioline, which can be heard on some Beatles songs – it was popular in the 60s. So we had all that at home.
I’m kind of well-known in Holland, which is nice. But in Holland, we’re down to earth there are no paparazzi in my garden and no autograph hunters at the door. We have ‘Strictly Come Dancing,’ but I’ve not been asked.
The Greatest Generation got to save old tires, dig a Victory Garden and forgo sugar. The Richest Generation is being asked to shop.
For the first few years we lived in a tiny rented cottage at the bottom of a friend’s garden. We often joked that there was plenty of film in the fridge, but not too much food!
Education is very important, and the botanical garden is the place to do that. I grew up in a semi-rural area and learned from that being my playground.
I have a little gypsy palace here in New York. It’s all mirrors, and I have my own garden. It’s so secluded – the closest thing to a caravan I could find!
I loved working with Renoir on ‘The Southerner.’ Oh, I loved it! I particularly loved when he had a scene with a cow going through a garden, and he wanted a little dog to come and bark at it and chase it out.
I have an armchair interest in gardening, but I don’t like to get my knees dirty. I don’t have a garden.
I know when you think about the South, you think about fried foods, but we eat a tremendous amount of vegetables. I have my own garden, so vegetables have always been a big part of my life. I love broccoli. I love fresh beets. It’s not all about the fried chicken and the biscuits.
There is no real need for decorations when throwing a barbecue party – let the summer garden, in all its vibrant and luscious splendour, speak for itself.
I have always wanted to be a gardener, and I love the time I spend in my garden.
My house and my garden are built as part of nature, not over it.
I travel the garden of music, thru inspiration. It’s a large, very large garden, seen?
I get around nature. I have a vegetable garden, and I enjoy being outside. I do work quite a bit around the house.
Madam President, speaking here in Dublin Castle it is impossible to ignore the weight of history, as it was yesterday when you and I laid wreaths at the Garden of Remembrance.
In popular Egyptian and regional culture, women are seen as weak, easy victims to temptation in the same way Eve couldn’t resist that shiny apple in the Garden of Eden.
I live in, literally, the same home when I was swiping my first bank card and wondering if I’d have to put back the Charmin. We still don’t have a dishwasher. My mom has done all these gardens so now my house looks like the garden shack in the middle of Versailles.
I don’t have my own garden we’re on shale and in the woods. And if I did have a garden, the deer and chipmunks and squirrels and bears would eat everything anyway.
There may be fairies at the bottom of the garden. There is no evidence for it, but you can’t prove that there aren’t any, so shouldn’t we be agnostic with respect to fairies?
It is a golden maxim to cultivate the garden for the nose, and the eyes will take care of themselves.
Beauty surrounds us, but usually we need to be walking in a garden to know it.
Granny beads are what they’re called when a grandma works the garden all day – you always see them – they have a handkerchief around their neck with a lot of dust on them, and then the sweat will go down and make these black beads of sweat and dirt around their neck. And that’s what they call granny beads.
I have the distinct feeling that when I’m old, and I look back on my life, my thirties will be one huge blur. There’s a lot that gets neglected: exercise, dishes, laundry, my poor garden. I try to prioritize the important but non-urgent things over the unimportant but urgent things.
Be your own politics, grow your own garden, and maybe you can help out more.
All you would hear every night on the news was that somebody had been shot dead in a certain part of Belfast. We lived opposite a judge, and there were always soldiers crouched down in our garden. We’d sit and talk to them, and I even used to sing to them!
I vaguely remember we had an air-raid shelter in our yard. We lived in a semi-detached house with a small garden in the suburbs of Salford, a couple of miles from the docks.
I’m up at 5:30 or 6, but not willingly. By 8:30, I’m in my home office. I take a swim in the afternoon, and I garden. We have about an acre of land.
I did a salad, but I didn’t do a garden.
In North Germany, a troublesome ghost is bagged, and the bag emptied in some lone spot or in the garden of a neighbour against whom a grudge is entertained.
I might have missed my calling as an editor. In the spring, the sight of my empty garden beds gives me the horticultural equivalent of writers’ block: So much space! So many plants to choose among, and yet none of them seem quite right!
The garden, by design, is concerned with both the interior and the land beyond the garden.
In London I had pear trees in my back garden, so I’d make my own pear and green tomato chutney.
Daddy had a farm – cows, pigs, OK, a big garden, OK? We did live off the land, and then we would supplement all that with whatever we could kill or catch. Whether we’d kill squirrels, deer, duck, or caught catfish or brim, that was what went on the table.
I have raised beds, perennial beds, cut flower beds. I have an island on a pond that’s just covered in peonies. I have an herb garden, tons of vegetables, raspberries. I have everything. I’m a green guy.
I first became an Alan Moore fan in Covent Garden on a Saturday afternoon in 1987, when I bought a copy of ‘Watchmen,’ his graphic novel about ageing superheroes and nuclear apocalypse.
So she went into the garden to cut a cabbage-leaf, to make an apple-pie and at the same time a great she-bear, coming up the street, pops its head into the shop. ‘What! no soap?’ So he died, and she very imprudently married the barber.
My first job ever was working a ski lift when I was 16. I also worked at a garden center, which I loved. I did that for two and a half years.
I remember that Martin Hannett once had an idea of making a record and burying it in his garden so that one day someone would dig it up, like a time capsule.
When I’m in my 50s, I kind of think I’ll want to be in a garden.
I intend, before the endgame looms, to die sitting in a chair in my own garden with a glass of brandy in my hand and Thomas Tallis on the iPod. Oh, and since this is England, I had better add, ‘If wet, in the library.’ Who could say that this is bad?
They are the three venues I wanted to box in – I wasn’t really interested in Las Vegas and all of them places. The three I always said was Croke Park, United, and Madison Square Garden.
My father would go shopping, and he was supposed to buy loo roll or something, but he’d always come back with some fish or shellfish. And we’ve always had fresh vegetables from the garden. He is a massively keen gardener, so he grew all our tomatoes, artichokes, asparagus – whenever he wasn’t working, he was in the garden.
The more help a person has in his garden, the less it belongs to him.
The negative cost of Lewis and Clark entering the Garden of Eden is that later expeditions regardless of what they were intended to do, later expeditions did not deal with the native peoples with the intelligence with the almost kindly resolve that Lewis and Clark did.
A garden is to be a world unto itself, it had better make room for the darker shades of feeling as well as the sunny ones.
I was born in a suburb of Paris, and I grew up there until I was 16, so there were always a lot of barbecues, a garden, friends.
In ‘Garden Party’ or ’40 Days and 40 Nights,’ I played characters who people don’t necessarily like I just find some humanity in them.
I have a garden, and I collect different heirloom seeds from different neighbors.