#garden

Women are walking around on the streets. From her calf and the hem of her skirt to her hip, from her hair to the high heels on her feet, a young woman is freedom. Especially when you look at her from afar. ↗

— Hwang Sŏk-yŏng

#freedom #hwang-sok-yong #the-old-garden #women #young-women

All my life, I always fail to grow flowers. I tried roses, my favorite, but they died. Whenever I see flowers and gardens beautifully designed...I just feel the sense of their beauty. At least I have the chance to touch and see as looking simply is free. Perhaps, I can't really grow them on earth so I will try to plant them in my mind and in my thoughts. They will have eternal life in there...forever! ↗

— Sofia Ann

#gardens #grow #beauty

The fairies, as their custom, clapped their hands with delight over their cleverness, and they were so madly in love with the little house that they could not bear to think they had finished it. ↗

— J.M. Barrie

#fairies #finish #hands #happy #house

...if she didn't learn to stop her mind racing on ahead of her she'd end up running into a mountain made of her own imaginings. ↗

— Kate Morton

#imagination

In the tranquillity of a garden, we detest the war and love the peace much more than any other places! ↗

— Mehmet Murat ildan

#love

People where you live grow five thousand roses in one garden...yet they don't find what they are looking for. ↗

— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

#love #rose-garden #love

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

— May Sarton

#birth #comes #darkness #ever #faithful

Exclusiveness in a garden is a mistake as great as it is in society. ↗

— Alfred Austin

#garden #great #mistake

People's backyards are much more interesting than their front gardens, and houses that back on to railways are public benefactors. ↗

— John Betjeman

#benefactors #front #gardens #houses #interesting

My first vegetable garden was in a hard-packed dirt driveway in Boulder, Colorado. I was living in a basement apartment there, having jumped at the chance to come out West with a friend in his Volkswagen Bug, fleeing college and inner-city Philadelphia. I was twenty, hungry for experience, and fully intending to be a ski bum in my new life. But it didn’t turn out that way. ↗

— Jane Shellenberger

#gardening #philadelphia #volkswagon-bug #experience