Quotes About Weed

And while envy was a mortal sin, it grew rampant in everyone's soul; it was but a dandelion, a weed that was unstoppable here and one learned to live with. It was a character flaw far less dire than the sort of mean streak that led a man to stab a fork into his wife's hand.

Some subjects mixed well with weed, but Chemistry wasn't one of them.

Revenge is a kind of wild justice, which the more man's nature runs to, the more ought law to weed it out.

The disease of men is that they neglect their own fields and go to weed the fields of others.

The wind is not helpless for any man's need, Nor falleth the rain but for thistle and weed.

This may not however elevate your stature during the years you have remaining; for fame's a weed, but repute is a slow-growing oak, and all we can do during our lifetimes is hop around like squirrels and plant acorns.

A relationship is like a garden. To create a condition that will cause your plants to thrive and produce abundantly, you must weed, water, fertilize, and care for the plants in your garden. You must also know about the special needs of the plants you're caring for. Some need more or less light than others, some need more or less water than others, and some need special fertilizers.

Wet towel under the door,' said Barry. 'It's what you do when you're smoking weed in a hotel and you don't want everyone calling security. You're always supposed to have a towel. I read about it in a guide for hitchhiking through the galaxy.

With a tiny bit of effort, the nettle would be useful; if you neglect it, it becomes a pest. So then we kill it. How many men are like nettles... My friends, there is no such thing as a weed and no such thing as a bad man. There are only bad cultivators.

The third kind of soil was weed infested, resulting in a crop that once again looked good for a while but eventually was choked off by what Jesus called the deceitfulness of riches and the desire for other things.

Tobacco is a dirty weed. I like it. It satisfies no normal need. I like it. It makes you thin, it makes you lean, It takes the hair right off your bean It's the worst darn stuff I've ever seen. I like it.

The mouth can be better engaged than with a cylinder of rank weed.

He was as blank, and white as the walls, which was just fine with him. Maybe if they'd given him some vodka and weed, his head would have straightened out. He had said that to the shrink – one of them, at least – but if he remembered correctly, it hadn't gone over very well.

I'm told there's a paint specialist in Denver who does wonderful work," Judy said. "I've started a GoFundMe page for Mr. Murphy." "That's a excellent idea," Lula said. "I hear those pages rake in big bucks. And they got a good variety of weed in Denver, too.

What was a weed, anyway. A plant nobody planted? A seed escaped from a traveler's coat, something that didn't belong? Was it something that grew better than what should have been there? Wasn't it just a word, weed, trailing its judgments. Useless, without value. Unwanted.

The irony here is exquisite - an endangered bird helping to spread a major weed. It's aa challenging example of the riddles of the 'new nature'.

This is the sadness of the sea— waves like words, all broken— a sameness of lifting and falling mood. I lean watching the detail of brittle crest, the delicate imperfect foam, yellow weed one piece like another— There is no hope—if not a coral island slowly forming to wait for birds to drop the seeds will make it habitable

This place may indeed be haunted," he thought, "perhaps by the delighted soul of Sir Walter Raleigh, patron of the weed, but seemingly not by the proprietors.

I attribute the quarrelsome nature of the Middle Ages young men entirely to the want of the soothing weed.

His lordly darkness decked in filthBearded with weed like a lady's favor,He is a black planet.

Science keeps down the weed of superstition not by logic, but by rendering the mental soil unfit for its cultivation

Tim Kaine is your friend's dad who catches you smoking weed at a sleepover and doesn't rat you out but talks to you about brain development.

Weed, sir. How many times must I tell you, it was weed. Dope. I was sitting with stacks of dope we'd confiscated. And it wasn't a basket, it was a bucket. From Kentucky Fried Chicken. And I wasn't in it.

If we had paid no more attention to our plants than we have to our children, we would now be living in a jungle of weed.