“Truly wise men called on each element alike to minister to their joy, and while the touch of sun-bathed air, the fragrance of garden soil, the ductible qualities of mud, and the spark-whirling rapture of playing with fire, had each their special charm, they did not overlook the bliss of getting their feet wet.”

“They did not, however, infect the air as the Sudanese sun dried them up like mummies; all had the hue of gray parchment, and were so much alike that the bodies of the Europeans, Egyptians, and negroes could not be distinguished from each other.”

“Our most important job as vegetable gardeners is to feed and sustain soil life, often called the soil food web, beginning with the microbes. If we do this, our plants will thrive, we’ll grow nutritious, healthy food, and our soil conditions will get better each year. This is what is meant by the adage ”Feed the soil not the plants.”

“One of the most widespread superstitions is thatevery man has his own special, definite qualities; that aman is kind, cruel, wise, stupid, energetic, apathetic, etc.Men are not like that . . . Men are like rivers; the water isthe same in each, and alike in all; but every river is narrowhere, is more rapid there, here slower, there broader, nowclear, now cold, now dull, now warm. It is the same withmen. Every man carries in himself the germs of everyhuman quality and sometimes one manifests itself,sometimes another, and the man often becomes unlikehimself—while still remaining the same man.”

“The sun did not shine. It was too wet to play. So we sat in the house. All that cold, cold, wet day.”

“The more alike men are, the weaker each feels in the face of all.”