Si Robertson Quotes

I feel blessed to have had such a background, where animals, food raising, harvesting and canning were a natural part of life.

We were so poor as kids. I didn't even see a bathtub, running water, hot water, commode - we didn't have any of that. We started with a humble log house, milk cow, garden-raised our own food, killed a hog every year in the fall, and had the meat hanging up in the smokehouse - that was our childhood, me and ol' Si.

I continue to be a photographer; I have enjoyed fishing and hunting with a close friend; and have owned two ranches, first in northern California and then in the state of Washington.

What I learned growing up on the farm was a way of life that was centered on hard work, and on faith and on thrift. Those values have stuck with me my whole life.

I never wanted to become an actor. I always wanted to be a farmer and dreamt of owning half an acre of agriculture land.

I love the farm, I love growing stuff.

Three acres and a cow.

What is a farm but a mute gospel?

I grew up taking care of the pigs. I love this country that, you know, somebody can do something like that.

I've picked butter beans, okra, watermelon, cantaloupe, honeydew. I've butchered pigs, chickens. We made our own sausage and pudding.

Before trying my hand at acting, I use to cultivate my own land with my father.

We killed our own hogs, we killed our own beef, we raised our own vegetables, which Mama canned. We did live off the land.

I'm an outdoor nut. If I'm not working, I'm on a tractor on my farm, hunting, fishing or climbing a mountain.

I grew up in a village of 12 houses. We had a well and a cow.

One of the greatest boons that can ever come to a human being is to be born on a farm and reared in the country. Self-reliance and grit are oftenest country-bred.

It would be nice to live off the land and fix cars.

If I shoot it, I'm gonna eat it.

Mali exists mostly to itself. Few people go there. Few Malians leave. Most of Mali's 13 million people live, and seem to live quite happily, off the rice, corn and millet they grow and the long-horn cattle and goats they keep.

My father was a prosperous hatter-farmer - making hats for the local markets during the winter months, tilling his little ten-acre farm during the summer time.

You've got to go out there and kill what you're going to eat.

Three days a week and I'm home at the ranch in Fallbrook with my avocados.

We eat, therefore we hunt.

It has long been a childhood dream of mine to have a farm.

We were sharecroppers - we were a little bit of everything. We farmed and tried to make something.

The magic of living life for me is, and always has been, the magic of living on the land, not in the magic of money.