Weeds Quotes (187 Quotes)

I shall be dumped where the weed decays, And the rest is rust and stardust

She was only the faint violet whiff and dead leaf echo of the nymphet I had rolled myself upon with such cries in the past; an echo on the brink of a russet ravine, with a far wood under a white sky, and brown leaves choking the brook, and one last cricket in the crisp weeds.

For this is the truth about our soul, he thought, who fish-like inhabits deep seas and plies among obscurities threading her way between the boles of giant weeds, over sun-flickered spaces and on and on into gloom, cold, deep, inscrutable; suddenly she shoots to the surface and sports on the wind-wrinkled waves; that is, has a positive need to brush, scrape, kindle herself, gossiping.

It's the final word in camouflage. Forget chucking weights around. Peeta should have gone into his private session with the Gamemakers and painted himself into a tree. Or a boulder. Or a muddy bank full of weeds.

She thought of the orchids spreading across the plains below, choking the life out of other plants, out of the soil itself, selfish and unstoppable. Tally Youngblood was a weed. And, unlike the orchids, she wasn't even a pretty one.

If you had your way you'd pass a law to abolish all the little jobs, the little things. But then you'd leave yourselves nothing to do between the big jobs and you'd have a devil of a time thinking up things to do so you wouldn't go crazy. Instead of that, why not let nature show you a few things? Cutting grass and pulling weeds can be a way of life, son.

People's souls are like gardens. You can't turn your back on someone because his garden's full of weeds. You have to give him water and lots of sunshine.

I am in a room where things once happened and now nothing does, except for the pollen of the weeds that grow up outside the window, blowing in as dust across the floor.

You're going to pass something down no matter what you do or if you do nothing. Even if you let yourself go fallow, the weeds will grow and the brambles. Something will grow.

The mouth can be better engaged than with a cylinder of rank weed.

The problem with being grounded is it gives you a whole lot of unavoidable time to think. NOt even pulling weeds can take away your ability to plot all the varied and wonderful things you might do to get even, or at least to make up, just get a smidgen for time lost to TV and yard work and house cleaning.

They trekked out along the crescent sweep of beach, keeping to the firmer sand below the tidewrack. They stood, their clothes flapping softly. Glass floats covered with a gray crust. The bones of seabirds. At the tideline a woven mat of weeds and the ribs of fishes in their millions stretching along the shore as far as the eye could see like an isocline of death. One vast salt sepulchre. Senseless. Senseless.

A girl is like a young tree, she said. You must stand tall and listen to your mother standing next to you. That is the only way to grow strong and straight. But if you bend to listen to other people, you will grow crooked and weak. You will fall to the ground with the first strong wind. And then you will be like a weed, growing wild in any direction, running along the ground until someone pulls you out and throws you away.

But I sate silent and alone,
Wrapped in the mock of mourning weed.

That's a good thing so you don't have to pull weeds.

There are two modes of criticism. One which crushes to earth without mercy all the humble buds of Phantasy, all the plants that, though green and fruitful, are also a prey to insects or have suffered by drought. It weeds well the garden, and cannot believe the weed in its native soil may be a pretty, graceful plant. There is another mode which enters into the natural history of every thing that breathes and lives, which believes no impulse to be entirely in vain, which scrutinizes circumstances, motive and object before it condemns, and believes there is a beauty in natural form, if its law and purpose be understood.

This is whacking out the weeds to get to the real issue. But I must say I don't view this as anything more at this point than dealing with dated odds and ends.

What would become of the garden if the gardener treated all the weeds and slugs and birds and trespassers as he would like to be treated, if he were in their place.

We do it in the Weed and Seed area for underprivileged kids, to get them off the street and give them something to do,

He got off work early one day and I said to him, 'They're going to need to mow that field or else there will be a lot of weeds growing up there.' After work, he brings his push mower over and started to push-mow the football field. He had already had the end zone mowed up to the 20 yard line done by himself. He worked his butt off, and he never took praise about anything.

Love, the strongest and deepest element in all life, the harbinger of hope, of joy, of ecstasy love, the defier of all laws, of all conventions love, the freest, the most powerful molder of human destiny how can such an all-compelling force be synonymous with that poor little State and Church-begotten weed, marriage.

He who hunts for flowers will finds flowers and he who loves weeds will find weeds.

An angel, legend has it, took pity on a little shepherd girl who had nothing to give to the Infant Jesus in his manger. The angel handed her a weed, but first transformed it into this beautiful flower of winter. - the Christmas rose, Helleborus niger.

Long live the weeds that overwhelm My narrow vegetable realm The bitter rock, the barren soil That force the son of man to toil All things unholy, marred by curse, The ugly of the universe.

I think Doug should have time to be the ambassador of Coke and not necessarily get down into the weeds too deeply.

We've decided that cutting residents' weeds is not a good idea because unfortunately we have a lot of people who get lazy ...

Weed out the fakers The sincerely-held-belief standard really needs to be worked over. It's a problem for everyone. You can tighten it up like Michigan has.

On no other ground Can I sow my seed Without tearing up Some stinking weed.

Written in support of abolishing the Corn Laws, it became Elliotts most famous poem. The Peoples Anthem When wilt thou save the people Oh, God of mercy When Not kings and lords, but nations Not thrones and crowns, but men Flowers of thy heart, of God they are. Let them not pass like weeds, away Their heritage a sunless day God save the people When wilt thou save the people Oh, God of mercy When The people Lord the people Not thrones and crowns, but men God save the people Thine they are, Thy children, as thy angels fair, Save them from bondage and despair. God save the people.

While the use of pesticides has resulted in a wide range of benefits to control weeds, insects and other pests, including increased food production and reduction of insect-borne disease, their use also raises questions about possible effects on the environment, including water quality.

All they seem to need is safe, hard training and to eat right. And they're going to grow ... like weeds.

The birds will sweep that on the ground. The only things that will eat it is pigeons, and that's not what you are trying to attract. Also, it will grow up in the yard as weeds.

Kind hearts are the gardens, Kind thoughts are the roots, Kind words are the flowers, Kind deeds are the fruits, Take care of your garden And keep out the weeds, Fill it with sunshine Kind words and kind deeds

Carelessness with debris burning is a leading cause of wildfires in Mississippi. Windy conditions increase the number of fires, size of fires and their intensity. Frost has killed grass and weeds, making this vegetation a fuel source for fires in addition to limbs, leaves and other vegetative debris in woods and on undeveloped property.

It's growing like a weed. It shows that the major political parties are unappealing to the majority of the state, that they're holding their noses while they vote.

Some people think daisies are weeds.. but who decided roses were better I would much rather a daisy chain than a rose bush

It has been a very expensive feeding winter. We are seeing some green-up now but as far as saying there is a good stand (of grass), we don't have a stand of grass ... There's lots of holes in the fields that weeds are filling up. The rain is nice but it is a far cry from replacing the subsoil moisture.

When I let up from the weed, and the drinking too, I cried every day. And I liked that. I like crying. And now I not only wanna cry and show my crying to other people, I wanna just split myself down the middle and open my guts and just throw everything out

Seven gifts my mother gave me 1. The gift of right if mamma saw a wrong she righted it. 2. The gift of friendliness making people happier than they were before 3. The gift of rose-colored vision mamma liked for the flowers, not the weeds. 4. The gift of fun mamma gave us the best gift a mother can her time. 5. The gift of understanding she was always trying to solve peoples problems or at least listen to them. 6. The gift of thoughtfulness she didnt wait for something special, she just did kind acts any time she saw the need. 7. The gift of respect when you help to inch your fellow man along on that struggle to dignity, he loves you for it. Seven gifts I could list seven hundred gifts my mother gave me. Gifts not boxed and ribboned. Not always noticed or even appreciated at the time. But a part of us. Forever.

The richest genius, like the most fertile soil, when uncultivated, shoots up into the rankest weeds.

What would the world be, once bereft Of wet and wildness? Let them be left, O let them be left, wildness and wet, Long live the weeds and the wildness yet.

I do some of my best thinking while pulling weeds.

would be like not spraying your fields and hoping the weeds will stay away.

The Grow Green program, which is a joint program of Extension and the City of Austin Watershed Protection Development Review, has produced a free guide on weeds that's available to anyone with an interest in gardening. It's a nice, full-color publication with lots of useful information for home gardeners.

The grass always looks greener on the other side. Do we ever stop to think why Maybe it's because we neglect our own grass...sometimes we stop watering it and it dries out, sometimes we let some weeds grow instead of pulling them out and sometimes we fail to recognize that new seeds need to be planted where the grass has become bare. In order for something to stay in bloom you have to nurture it, no matter what side of the fence you're on.

What is a weed? A plant whose virtues have never been discovered.

Memory, in widow's weeds, with naked feet stands on a tombstone.

The indignity of it With everything blooming above me, Lilies, palepink cyclamen, roses, Whole fields lovely and inviolate, Me down in the fetor of weeds, Crawling on all fours, Alive, in a slippery grave.

Go often to the house of thy friend, weeds choke the unused path.

Once again, everybody is picking someone else in our division. So we'll just kind of lay back in the weeds and take care of business.