Quotes About Agriculture

Labour is the human element which makes the fruitful seasons of the earth useful to men.

If organic farming is the natural way, shouldn't organic produce just be called "produce" and make the pesticide-laden stuff take the burden of an adjective?

That is how farm-raised crocs exist for the first three years of their lives, in a crowded, pitch-black prison, with constant, blaring music—then a sudden blast of light, a beating, and some food.

Labour had become expensive and your average lord could now make more money out of sheep than he could out of his peasants. There was more wool on sheep, for a start, and you could also eat them – which is possible with peasants but socially taboo – so the lords started to throw the expensive, troublesome and uneatable peasants off their land and replace them with sheep. The

Pachnie nam ?yznym latem, pachnie urodzajem. Wi?c gruszek pod stopami, a jab?ek pod d?oni? Wala si? pod dostatkiem; opodal si? k?oni? Ku ziemi ?liwy, owoc ci??arnej ga??zi. I wino z czteroletniej dobyto uwi?zi.

I tried for a while to be an agricultural worker and was hopelessly bored. To me it was meaningless. I would stand around in heaps of manure and sings about the beauty of the work I wasn't doing.

That's not all our crops can do. We are also learning how to transform plants into factories. We can now raise plants that will create enzymes that would otherwise be created in chemical factories.

Development of space will improve life on Earth. Access to space is important for agriculture, humanitarian efforts, communications, and navigation.

I ended up being the governor of a very ag state, Nebraska.

Food should be cheap, and labor should be cheap, and everything should be the same no matter where you go; whether it's a McDonald's in Germany or one in California, it should be the same. And this message is destroying cultures around the world. Needless to say, agriculture goes with it.

What the country needs is dirtier fingernails and cleaner minds.

Africa needs roads. Roads bring know-how and fertilizer to farmers and ideas and business for commerce.

I will never forget seeing my parents coming home from the strawberry fields, looking through their bags to see if they had any leftover Doritos bags he'd buy.

A lot of people don't know, but New Jersey has, like, 700,000 acres of farmland.

There doesn't seem to be any other way of creating the next green revolution without GMOs.

Agricultural husbandry essentially maintains the balance of bound nitrogen.

she lost twenty minutes sitting on the floor with her arms wrapped around her knees, smiling into the pretty glow and imagining herself a contented farmer's wife waiting for her man to come in from the fields.

Grain prices in France, for example, where the supply of coin was relatively scarce, were over seven times higher in 1600 than in 1500.

Nobody lay awake at night wondering if the wheat they'd raised was truly happy and fulfilled being made into bread.

The goal of the Deep Southern oligarchy has been consistent for over four centuries: to control and maintain a one-party state with a colonial-style economy based on large-scale agriculture and the extraction of primary resources by a compliant, poorly educated, low-wage workforce with as few labor, workplace safety, health care, and environmental regulations as possible.

When the slaves finished, they had stripped the fields of their color. It was a magnificent operation, from seed to bale, but no one of them could be prideful of their labor. It had been stolen from them. Bled from them.

She thought of the picking, how it raced down the furrows at harvest, the African bodies working as one, as fast as their strength permitted. The vast fields burst with hundreds of thousands of white bolls, strung like stars in the sky on the clearest of clear nights. When the slaves finished, they had stripped the fields of their color. It was a magnificent operation, from seed to bale, but not one of them could be prideful of their labor. It had been stolen from them. Bled from them.

It was a magnificent operation, from seed to bale, but not one of them could be prideful of their labor. It had been stolen from them.

I would stare at the honest brightness of the gasoline paraphernalia against the splendid green of oaks or at a distant hill scrambling out — scarred but still untamed — from the wilderness of agriculture that was trying to swallow it.