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People's souls are like gardens. You can't turn your back on someone because his garden's full of weeds. You have to give him water and lots of sunshine. — Nancy Farmer
Education is a tender garden, whereas ignorance is weeds. History - the old history - was full of examples proving that, when civilizations fell, learning was the first thing to disappear. — Anonymous
A man of words and not of deeds Is like a garden full of weeds And when the weeds begin to grow It's like a garden full of snow ... — John Fletcher
Sometimes giving up feels like the easiest thing to do.
But then the easiest thing has never produced more than a garden full of weeds. — Richelle E. Goodrich
Success comes from keeping the ears open and the mouth closed" and "A man of words and not of deeds is like a garden full of weeds. — Ron Chernow
It is a miserable thing to be a backslider. Of all unhappy things that can befall a man, I suppose it is the worst. A stranded ship, a broken-winged eagle, a garden overrun with weeds, a harp without strings, a church in ruins, - all these are sad sights; but a backslider is a sadder sight still. That true grace shall never be extinguished, and true union with Christ never be broken off, I feel no doubt. But I do believe that a man may fall away so far that he shall lose sight of his own grace, and despair of his own salvation. And if this is not hell, it is certainly the next thing to it! A wounded conscience, a mind sick of itself, a memory full of self-reproach, a heart pierced through with the Lord's arrows, a spirit broken with a load of inward accusation, - all this is a taste of hell. It is a hell on earth. — J.C. Ryle
How could you not know?" His voice was full of wonderment. "You changed me utterly. You were like a ... like a bright, wonderful bloom in a garden full of weeds. Like a graceful capital on a page of plain script, a letter decorated with the deepest, finest colors in all Erin. Like a flame, Caitrin. Like a song. — Juliet Marillier
