Farms Quotes by Clementine Paddleford

The day has the color and the sound of winter. Thoughts turn to chowder...chowder breathes reassurance. It steams consolation.

— Clementine Paddleford

A tiny radish of passionate scarlet, tipped modestly in white.

— Clementine Paddleford

“Never grow a wishbone where your backbone ought to be.”

— Clementine Paddleford

Chowder breathes reassurace. It steams consolation.

— Clementine Paddleford

Beer is the Danish national drink, and the Danish national weakness is another beer.

— Clementine Paddleford

We all have hometown appetites. Every other person is a bundle of longing for the simplicities of good taste once enjoyed on the farm…

— Clementine Paddleford

Never grow a wishbone, daughter, where you backbone ought to be.

— Clementine Paddleford

“Never grow a wishbone, daughter, where your backbone should be.”

— Clementine Paddleford

We all have hometown appetites,

— Clementine Paddleford