Quotes about wormwood (5 Quotes)

Seventy is wormwood, Seventy is gall But its better to be seventy, Than not alive at all.

While Ghost Rider ... Another 'Kev' series from Wildstorm, featuring Carlos Ezquerra's best art in years a third Punisher special, 'The Tyger,' drawn by John Severin 'Nick Fury in World War Two,' six issues by Darick Robertson a four-issue 'JLA Classified' arc featuring Tommy Monaghan, effectively the lost Hitman story a new book from Avatar called 'Wormwood,' starring the Antichrist (he gets a bad rap) 'Back to Brooklyn,' a crime book with Jimmy Palmiotti a new creator-owned ongoing book with Darick Robertson, 'The Boys' a western called 'Trail of Tears'-- a much darker, more brutal book than the one about to come out and just started writing a new limited series for Axel Alonso at Marvel. Very pleased with it so far. Finally, of course, there's the regular 'Punisher' book, which is just about to start a new storyline, 'The Slavers.' Frank Castle, the character I was born to write. Who'da thunk it

The garden should be adorned with roses and lilies, the turnsole, violets, and mandrake there you should have parsley, cost, fennel, southernwood, coriander, sage, savory, hyssop, mint, rue, dittany, smallage, pellitory, lettuces, gardencress, and peonies. There should also be beds planted with onions, leeks, garlic, pumpkins and shallots. The cucumber growing in its lap, the drowsy poppy, the daffodil and brankursine ennoble a garden. Nor are there wanting, if occasion further thee, pottageherbs beets, herbmercury, orache, sorrel and mallows, anise, mustard, white pepper and wormwood do good service to the gardener. (Alexander of Neckham

That's Roman wormwood that's pigweed that's sorrel that's pipergrass have at him, chop him up, turn his roots upward to the sun, don't let him have a fibre in the shade, if you do he'll turn himself t'other side up and be as green as a leek in two days. A long war, not with cranes, but with weeds, those Trojans who had sun and rain and dews on their side. Daily the beans saw me come to their rescue armed with a hoe, and thin the ranks of their enemies, filling up the trenches with weed dead. May a lusty crestwaving Hector, that towered a whole foot above his crowding comrades, fell before my weapon and rolled in the dust.

Removing the weeds, putting fresh soil about the bean stems, and encouraging this weed which I had sown, making the yellow soil express its summer thought in bean leaves and blossoms rather than in wormwood and piper and millet grass, making the earth say beans instead of grass, this was my daily work....