To dig one's own spade into one's own earth! Has life anything better to offer than this? — Beverley Nichols Copy Share Image
Every moment of this strange and lovely life from dawn to dusk, is a miracle. Somewhere, always a rose is opening its… — Beverley Nichols Copy Share Image
Life in the country teaches one that the really stimulating things are the quiet, natural things, and the really wearisome things are… — Beverley Nichols Copy Share Image
“Often, when I have been feeling lonely, when a book as been thrust aside in boredom [...] I have lain back and… — Beverley Nichols Copy Share Image
The Oldfields of the future are beyond hearing; they are shut up in the factories and the workshops, leading a rackety and… — Beverley Nichols Copy Share Image
“Marriage is a book in which the first chapter is written in poetry and the remaining chapters in prose.” — Beverley Nichols Copy Share Image
I had never 'taken a cutting' before ... Do you realize that the whole thing is miraculous? It is exactly as though you were… — Beverley Nichols Copy Share Image
Long experience has taught me that people who do not like geraniums have something morally unsound about them. Sooner or later you will find… — Beverley Nichols Copy Share Image
To dig one's own spade into one's own earth! Has life anything better to offer than this? — Beverley Nichols Copy Share Image
“Well, I love geraniums, and anybody who does not love geraniums must obviously be a depraved and loathsome person.” — Beverley Nichols Copy Share Image
Most people, early in November, take last looks at their gardens, are are then prepared to ignore them until the spring. I am quite… — Beverley Nichols Copy Share Image
Do you ever find yourself bursting into a sort of lunatic laughter at the sheer prettiness of things? — Beverley Nichols Copy Share Image
A garden is a place for shaping a little world of your own according to your heart's desire. — Beverley Nichols Copy Share Image
Every moment of this strange and lovely life from dawn to dusk, is a miracle. Somewhere, always a rose is opening its petals to… — Beverley Nichols Copy Share Image
“On and on we wander in these pages--and we never reach the point because, happily, there is no point to reach.” — Beverley Nichols Copy Share Image
A gardener is never shut out from his garden, wherever he may be. Its comfort never fails. Though the city may close about him,… — Beverley Nichols Copy Share Image
We both know, you and I, that if all men were gardeners, the world at last would be at peace. — Beverley Nichols Copy Share Image
![“Often, when I have been feeling lonely, when a book as been thrust aside in boredom [...] I have lain back and stared at the shadows on the ceiling, wondering what life is all about [...] and then, suddenly, there is the echo of the swinging door, and across the carpet, walking with the utmost…” quote by Beverley Nichols](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/5a7/beverley-nichols-23529_books_often-when-i-have-been-feeling-lonely-wh_3015190.jpg)
