Money doesn't grow on trees, and if it did somebody else would own the orchard. — Lewis Grizzard Copy Share Image
'The Cherry Orchard' is a masterpiece, and there can never be too many adaptations. — Stephen Karam Copy Share Image
My pen is my harp and my lyre; my library is my garden and my orchard. — Judah Halevi Copy Share Image
There is no secret orchard where ideas grow. Oh my, do I wish there were. — Erik Larson Copy Share Image
“Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orchard." [ Give me the splendid silent sun ]” — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
I work hard in the orchard, not for the money anymore, but for something I can't explain. Something worth more than money. — Steven Herrick Copy Share Image
You would not go into an apple orchard and eat the weeds so why would you go into your day and feast… — Pat McBride Copy Share Image
Some keep the Sabbath going to church, I keep it staying at home, with a bobolink for a chorister, and an orchard… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
In an orchard there should be enough to eat, enough to lay up, enough to be stolen, and enough to rot on… — James Boswell Copy Share Image
“Having a good heart but no action is as meaningful as a bountiful orchard full of rotting apples.” — Brett Biaggio Copy Share Image
I was ripe ten years ago. Now I’m merely preserved, and before long I’ll be buried back in the orchard with the… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
...and so many orchards circled the village that on some crisp October afternoons the whole wold smelled like pie. — Alice Hoffman Copy Share Image
Surely it's better to live in the country, to live on a prairie by a drawing of rivers, in Iowa or Illinois… — William H. Gass Copy Share Image
“In silence they landed, and pushed through the blossom and scented herbage and undergrowth that led up to the level ground, till… — Kenneth Grahame Copy Share Image
The Bible says the fruit of the spirit is longsuffering. I'll tell you one thing about fruit: you will never see a… — Adrian Rogers Copy Share Image
Beneath these fruit-tree boughs that shed Their snow-white blossoms on my head, With brightest sunshine round me spread Of spring's unclouded weather,… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
You have to be fruitful, just like an apple with perfect color receiving good sunlight. When the people come to know about… — Senoraroy Copy Share Image
“Under an orchard tree, dropping with cherries, cowgirls lay in the shade. They fed each other fruit. Dark juice dribbled into dimples.… — Tom Robbins Copy Share Image
Dull indeed would be the man that did not feel the thrill awakened by the first glimpse of brilliant color in the… — Arthur Cleveland Bent Copy Share Image
There is virtue in country houses, in gardens and orchards, in fields, streams and groves, in rustic recreations and plain manners, that… — Amos Bronson Alcott Copy Share Image
Return to Shaoshan I regret the passing, the dying, of the vague dream: my native orchards thirty-two years ago. Yet red banners… — Mao Zedong Copy Share Image
“A cold wind raced across the surrounding fields of wild grass, turning the land into a heaving dark-green ocean. It sighed up… — Charles Beaumont Copy Share Image
Schoolboy days are no happier than the days of afterlife, but we look back upon them regretfully because we have forgotten our… — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
He Looked and smelt like Autumn's very brother, his face being sunburnt to wheat-colour, his eyes blue as corn-flowers, his sleeves and… — Thomas Hardy Copy Share Image
They heard somewhere in that tenantless night a bell that tolled and ceased where no bell was and they rode out on… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
Every spirit passing through the world fingers the tangible and mars the mutable and finally has come to look and not to… — Marilynne Robinson Copy Share Image
When Christopher finished, there was a moment of silence. Leo looked at Cam expectantly. “Well?” “Well what?” “Now is the time when… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Every season is likeable, and wet days and fine, red wine and white, company and solitude. Even sleep, that deplorable curtailment of… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“When we neared the orchard a flock of birds lit from its outer rows. They hadn't been there long. The branches shook… — Kevin Powers Copy Share Image
“Clearings opened on either side. Familiar smells drifted in the air: fennel, skirrets and alexanders, then wild garlic, radishes and broom. John… — Lawrence Norfolk Copy Share Image
“Cut down no trees, for they are home to the birds you adore.” — Michael Bassey Johnson Copy Share Image
A man is old when he can pass an apple orchard and not remember the stomachache. — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
We give our dead To the orchards And the groves. We give our dead To life. — Octavia Butler Copy Share Image