Quote by Francis Bacon
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I doe hold it, in the Royall ordering of Gardens, there ought to be Gardens, for all the Moneths in the Yeare: In which, severally Things of Beautie, may in then in Season. – Francis Bacon

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They that deny a God destroy mans nobility; for certainly man is of kin to the beasts by his body; and, if he be not of kin to God by his spirit, he is a base and ignoble creature. – Francis Bacon

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For my name and memory I leave to mens charitable speeches, and to foreign nations and the next ages. – Francis Bacon

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With fronds like you, who needs anemones. – Gardening Saying

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Let nature be in your yard. – Greg Peterson, www.urbanfarm.org [Said during Urban Farm tour, 2014 March 22nd,

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The greatest gift of the garden is the restoration of the five senses. – Hanna Rion

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In order to live off a garden, you practically have to live in it. – Frank McKinney Hubbard

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