A lady is smarter than a gentleman, maybe,
She can sew a fine seam, she can have a baby,
She can use her intuition instead of her brain,
But she can't fold a paper in a crowded train.

The knowingness of little girls
Is hidden underneath their curls.

Nothing fails like success; nothing is so defeated as yesterday's triumphant Cause.

The trouble with gardening is that it does not remain an avocation. It becomes an obsession.

Praise is warming and desirable. But it is an earned thing. It has to be deserved, like a hug from a child.