Quotes About Farm

All poetry is an ordered voice, one which tries to tell you about a vision in the un-visionary language of farm, city, and love.

As a chef and activist, I'm particularly concerned with food politics issues such as the farm bill.

AT LEAST FOR the immediate future, there would be no arenas in Young's life—just the opposite, in fact. Returning to California, he reached out to Mazzeo, who had moved onto a communal farm in Santa Cruz with his guitarist friend Jeff Blackburn. A beach town roughly seventy miles south of San Francisco, Santa Cruz had a population of just over thirty thousand—a size that would have fit into one of the venues on Crosby, Stills and Nash's reunion tour.

Young told Mazzeo he didn't want to be alone on his ranch. "There were still a lot of Carrie vibes there," says Mazzeo. Mazzeo invited him over, and Young made himself at home on the farm. Blackburn had been playing local clubs with his eponymous band, and Young was fascinated. "I said, 'Buck has

Agriculture specialists say our farm production is increasing and will go on increasing. Thank God.

We all have hometown appetites. Every other person is a bundle of longing for the simplicities of good taste once enjoyed on the farm or in the hometown left behind.

It takes fifteen pounds of wild fish to get you one pound of farm tuna. Not very sustainable. It doesn't taste very good either.

Alexander, Caesar, Napoleon, you all had great moments, but you never tasted the supreme triumph; you were never a farm boy riding in from the fields on a bulging rack of new-mown hay.

We farm workers are closest to food production. We were the first to recognize the serious health hazards of agriculture pesticides to both consumers and ourselves.

Every so often a book comes along that has the power to alter the course of history. Project Animal Farm is that potent.

It's good way to relax when I come home from the road. When you're out there on the tractor there's nobody to bother you.

I had rather be on my farm than be emperor of the world.

All I really want is a three-room house. The home I have designed at my new farm in Bedford, New York, is a three-room house: bedroom on top, living room in the middle, and kitchen on the ground.

I used to own an ant farm but had to give it up. I couldn't find tractors small enough to fit it.

A country road, a gravel road, is a sign of civilization, sure, but it's just a farm, an easy conquest. Iron means a stronghold, people who can defend what's theirs.

I'm an outdoor nut. If I'm not working, I'm on a tractor on my farm, hunting, fishing or climbing a mountain.

One of the central memories of my childhood is of hunting - not well; I am a terrible shot - quail and dove and grouse on a farm on the Tennessee River.

And perfect happiness? Man, that's a... the pool is about 92 degrees, the Jacuzzi is about 102 and an avocado farm.

For city people, time was fractured into finite segments like boxes on a conveyer belt. On the farm, time was continuous, like a string around a tree, one season flowing inevitably into the next. For

Here in the country, on a little farm in southern Georgia, I am building a quiet life of resistance. I am a radical peasant, and every day I take out my little hammer, and I keep building.

The Falcon had taken him away from Tatooine decades ago—a shell-shocked farm boy hurled into the middle of a galactic civil war he'd wrongly assumed would never touch him, his step-parents, or his friends. He wondered what that Luke Skywalker would think of what he'd become.

If Hesiod did write it, then a humble peasant, living on a lonely farm far from cities, was the first man in Greece to wonder how everything had happened, the world, the sky, the gods, mankind, and to think out an explanation. Homer never wondered about anything.

They have decided to chance it, the healer's farm being only twenty miles off the main road and in her now, gusts of hope, the morbid gloom of earlier brushed away. Something so sacred about this man using his own blood, as did the Savior.

They call this place a farm — but no farmer could possibly make a living from it these days, no matter how hard he worked.