He who can keep what he gets, and multiply what he has got, should always buy the best kinds; and he who can do neither should buy none.
If nothing else accounts for it, ten to one there's a worm in the pot.
Jobbing gardeners are sometimes neat, and if they leave their rubbish behind them, the hepaticas may turn up again.
Known sorts before new sorts, if your list has limits.
Leave a bit behind you—for conscience's sake—if it's only Polypodium Vulgaris.
Mischief shows in the leaves, but lies at the root.
North borders are warmest in winter.
Old women's window-plants have guardian angels.
Pussy cats have nine lives and some pot-plants have more; but both do die of neglect.
Quaint, gay, sweet, and good for nosegays, is good enough for my garden.