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Life on a farm is a school of patience; you can't hurry the crops or make an ox in two days.
Henri Alain
Bowed by the weight of centuries he leansUpon his hoe and gazes on the ground,The emptiness of ages in his face,And on his back the burden of the world.Who made him dead to rapture and despair,A thing that grieves not and that never hopes,Stolid and stunned, a brother to the ox?Who loosened and let down this brutal jaw?Whose was the hand that slanted back this brow?Whose breath blew out the light within this brain?
Edwin Markham, The Man with the
There seem to be but three ways for a nation to acquire wealth. The first is by war, as the Romans did, in plundering their conquered neighbors. This is robbery. The second by commerce, which is generally cheating. The third by agriculture, the only honest way, wherein man receives a real increase of the seed thrown into the ground, in a kind of continual miracle, wrought by the hand of God in his favor, as a reward for his innocent life and his virtuous industry.
Benjamin Franklin
The first farmer was the first man. All historic nobility rests on the possession and use of land.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
He felt with the force of a revelation that to throw up the clods of earth manfully is as beneficent as to revolutionize the world. It was not the matter of the work, but the mind that went into it, that counted -- and the man who was not content to do small things well would leave great things undone.
Ellen Glasgow
Farming looks mighty easy when your plow is a pencil, and you're a thousand miles from the corn field.
Dwight D Eisenhower
Bowed by the weight of centuries he leans upon his hoe and gazes on the ground, the emptiness of ages in his face, and on his back the burden of the world.
Edwin Markham
It is thus with farming, if you do one thing late, you will be late in all your work.
Cato The Elder
Farmers only worry during the growing season, but towns people worry all the time.
Edward W. Howe
The great cities rest upon our broad and fertile prairies. Burn down your cities and leave our farms, and your cities will spring up again as if by magic; but destroy our farms, and grass will grow in the streets of every city in the country.
William Jennings Bryan, Cross of
Farmers are philosophical. They have learned that it is less wearing to shrug than to beat their breasts.
Ruth Stout
