With the farming of a verse Make a vineyard of the curse
I grew up doing farm work, and there's a deep connection between the demands of farming and the demands of art creation. My sense of space and material has a lot to do with having been a chicken-killer and working with cows.
Factory farming is the attitude that commodifies sentient life.
One of the most important discoveries I made in those early years was that to succeed at natural farming, you have to get rid of your expectations. Such "products" of the mind are often incorrect or unrealistic. . . and can lead you to think you've made a mistake if they're not met.
The small landholders are the most precious part of a state.
The status of women up to now has been compared to that of a slave; women have been tied to the home, and only socialism can save them from this. They will only be completely emancipated when we change from small-scale individual farming to collective farming and collective working of the land.
You have stirred the soil with your plow, my friend. It will never be the same again.
There are no Rohingya among the races [in Burma]. We only have Bengalis who were brought for farming [during British rule].
And I have to tell you, as tough as farming is, the idea of farming when you’re losing money year after year. . . that’s not life even, that’s like death. That’s eternal damnation.
Farm policy, although it's complex, can be explained. What it can't be is believed. No cheating spouse, no teen with a wrecked family car, no mayor of Washington, D. C. , videotaped in flagrante delicto has ever come up with anything as farfetched as U. S. farm policy.
Farmers are respectable and interesting to me in proportion as they are poor.
The Prisoner's Wife echoes Edwidge Danticat's Farming of the Bones in the urgency in which it reminds us of the possibility of love even amidst the ruins. This is a terrifying, heart-breaking and, ultimately, important book.
A farmer's got to be born, same as a fool. You can't make a corn pone out of flour dough by the twistin' of it.
My job as a comedian is to heighten awareness about locally grown produce, fight factory farming, and promote euthanasia, but in a funny way.
So, if people didn’t settle down to take up farming, why then did they embark on this entirely new way of living? We have no idea – or actually, we have lots of ideas, but we don’t know if any of them are right. According to Felipe Fernández-Armesto, at least thirty-eight theories have been put forward to explain why people took to living in communities: that they were driven to it by climatic change, or by a wish to stay near their dead, or by a powerful desire to brew and drink beer, which could only be indulged by staying in one place.
The more we pour the big machines, the fuel, the pesticides, the herbicides, the fertilizer and chemicals into farming, the more we knock out the mechanism that made it all work in the first place.
Fish farming, even with conventional techniques, changes fish within a few generations from an animal like a wild buffalo or a wildebeest to the equivalent of a domestic cow.
From my standpoint, coca should be neither destroyed nor completely legalized. Farming should be controlled by the state and by the coca farmers' unions.
Even if you live in New York City, you can have a little basil plant in your window, and that could be considered urban farming.
Good farming, clear thinking, right living.