I'm hungry. I'm ready to grow.
Death needs time for what it kills to grow in.
It’s spring! Farewell To chills and colds! The blushing, girlish World unfolds Each flower, leaf And blade of sod— Small letters sent To her from God.
Change and renewal are themes in life, aren't they? We keep growing throughout life.
I like to see things start, grow, and then move on to better things.
The garden has taught me to live, to appreciate the times when things are fallow and when they're not.
When you're green, your growing. When you're ripe, you rot.
Unless a tree has borne blossoms in spring, you will vainly look for fruit on it in autumn.
Everything in nature is not just a straight up. It's an S-curve. It arises for a while until it hits some physical limitation, and then it plateaus again.
Dave played an important part in our growing, but change occurs.
All of us grow.
The season for enjoying the fullness of life - partaking of the harvest, sharing the harvest with others, and reinvesting and saving portions of the harvest for yet another season of growth.
Our tears prepare the ground for our future growth.
Companies that grow create wealth. This, in turn, allows people to have jobs that create more growth and more wealth. It's a virtuous cycle.
One of the things that makes a dead leaf fall to the ground is the bud of the new leaf that pushes it off the limb.
Success makes success, like money makes money.
I don't really know how I grow. I can only see the changes when I look at the films.
There is a frightful interval between the seed and the timber.
Nothing on this earth is standing still. It's either growing or it's dying. No matter if it's a tree or a human being.
Love needs new leaves every summer of life, as much as your elm-tree, and new branches to grow broader and wider, and new flowers to cover the ground.
We know that investment causes growth. But it is also true that growth causes investment.
A committee is organic rather than mechanical in its nature: it is not a structure but a plant. It takes root and grows, it flowers, wilts, and dies, scattering the seed from which other committees will bloom in their turn.
While we only look at Nature it is fair to say that Autumn is the end of the year; but it is still more true that Autumn is the beginning of the year.... Autumn is the time when in fact the leaves bud. Leaves wither because winter begins; but they also wither because spring is already beginning, because new buds are being made, as tiny as percussion caps out of which the spring will crack.... It is only an optical illusion that my flowers die in autumn; for in reality they are born.
I think of my studio as a vegetable garden, where things follow their natural course. They grow, they ripen. You have to graft. You have to water.
The February sunshine steeps your boughs and tints the buds and swells the leaves within.
