Earth is here so kind, that just tickle her with a hoe and she laughs with a harvest.
He who owns the soil, owns up to the sky.
Treason is like diamonds; there is nothing to be made by the small trader.
It takes all sorts of people to make a world.
Some people's hearts are shrunk in them, like dried nuts. You can hear 'em rattle as they walk.
The life of the husbandman,--a life led by the bounty of earth and sweetened by the airs of heaven.