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I worshipped dead men for their strength, Forgetting I was strong.
Vita Sackville-West
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Vita Sackville-West
Age: 70 †
Born: 1892
Born: March 9
Died: 1962
Died: June 2
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Knole House
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Lady Victoria Sackville-West
Victoria Mary Sackville-West
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Victoria Mary Sackville-West
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But you, oh gardener, poet that you be / Though unaware, now use your seeds like words / And make them lilt with color nicely flung.
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I have come to the conclusion, after many years of sometimes sad experience, that you cannot come to any conclusion at all.
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A good start in life is as important to plants as it is to children: they must develop strong roots in a congenial soil, otherwise they will never make the growth that will serve them richly according to their needs in their adult life.
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Summer makes a silence after spring.
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The writer catches the changes of his mind on the hop. Growth is exciting growth is dynamic and alarming. Growth of the soul, growth of the mind.
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The most noteworthy thing about gardeners is that they are always optimistic, always enterprising, and never satisfied. They always look forward to doing something better than they have ever done before.
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Among the many problems which beset the novelist, not the least weighty is the choice of the moment at which to begin his novel.
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I just miss you, in a quite simple desperate human way. Oh my dear, I can’t be clever and stand-offish with you: I love you too much for that. Too truly.You have no idea how stand-offish I can be with people I don’t love. I have brought it to a fine art. But you have broken down my defences. And I don’t really resent it.
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I like muddling things up and if a herb looks nice in a border, then why not grow it there? Why not grow anything anywhere so long as it looks right where it is? That is, surely, the art of gardening.
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For the last 40 years of my life I have broken my back, my fingernails, and sometimes my heart, in the practical pursuit of my favourite occupation.
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My garden all is overblown with roses,/ My spirit all is overblown with rhyme.
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Not seeing is half-believing.
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Still, no gardener would be a gardener if he did not live in hope.
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April, the angel of the months, the young love of the year.
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Everywhere bees go racing with the hours, / For every bee becomes a drunken lover, / Standing upon his head to sup the flowers.
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I loved you when love was Spring, and May, Loved you when summer deepened into June, and now when autumn yellows all the leaves.
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Is it better to be extremely ambitious, or rather modest? Probably the latter is safer but I hate safety, and would rather fail gloriously than dingily succeed.
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There's no beginning to the farmer's year, / Only recurrent patterns on a scroll / Unwinding...
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Flowers really do intoxicate me.
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