
Out of all the piles of dirt, garbage, and shit we have been handed, we can grow a patch of daisies.
– Patti Feuereisen
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- In looking at waste as an entirely modern, man-made idea, I stopped viewing garbage as garbage and instead slowly started to see it as a commodity. – Tom Szaky
- Where there is a dirt – we can clean! Yes true but none cleans garbage dumps!! – V Narayanan
- You’re paved in my heart like an old road. Like the pebbles in a pebble field, dirt in dirt, dust in dust, cobwebs in cobwebs. – KyungSook Shin
- Back in Russia we were dirt-poor. Here in the West we are still poor but have risen above the dirt to tower alongside stalks of grass! – Vera Nazarian
- I wanted to cry so bad, but my tears are inside. A blindfold keeps them there. I can’t see today. Patti, I don’t know anything. – Patti Smith
- Pain helps the body grow.Riddles help the mind grow.Loss helps the heart grow.Temptations help the soul grow. – Matshona Dhliwayo
- I want to grow. I want to be better. You Grow. We all grow. We’re made to grow.You either evolve or you disappear. – Tupac Shakur
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- Nothing, save the hangman’s noose, concentrates the mind like piles of cash. – Tim Wu
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- Roses do not bloom the same time as daisies. – Matshona Dhliwayo
- We were still young enough to remember the cubist architecture of the piles of corpses we had seen during the war. – George Konrd
- The brief silence that follows is as tender as arainstorm of daisies. – Mathias Malzieu
- My face is shaped like a face, and my body like a body, but my thoughts are very unusual. Piano from the third floor. Daisies on a roof. – RX Bird
- And when again it’s morning, they’ ll wash away. Here it’s safe, here it’s warm Here the daisies guard you from every harm – Suzanne Collins
- Regret piles up around us like books we have never read. – Jack Ryan
- Life is like the dirt we bury our dreams and fears in. It blemishes the way. As things tend to grow by the rain of our belief or doubts. – Anthony Liccione
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- Be like seeds; do not see dirt thrown at you as your enemy, but as ground to grow. – Matshona Dhliwayo
- A flower, no matter how beautiful, still has to grow in dirt. – Matshona Dhliwayo
- I am in awe of flowers. Not because of their colors, but because even though they have dirt in their roots, they still grow. They still bloom. – D Antoinette Foy
- I won’t regret, because you can grow flowers where dirt used to be. – Kate Nash
- If seeds saw dirt as their enemy, they would lose out on the opportunity to grow. – Matshona Dhliwayo
- Her hand rose to her lips and she stared up at the stars, feeling her heart grow, and grow, and grow. – Sarah J Maas
- We grow when the walls press in. We grow when life steals our control. We grow in darkness. – Mary E DeMuth
- If they wanted their shit stirred, then stirred their shit was jolly well going to be. – Stephen Clarke
- To be able to shit on people before they get a chance to shit on you. That’s power. – Sister Souljah
- Know what a symbol is?…Shit that stands for shit. – Christina Baker Kline
- I’m not one of those academics that don’t do shit but reads about it. The difference is, I do shit. I have a proof of concept and it works. – Ron Finley
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- It’s like, how did Columbus discover America when the Indians were already here? What kind of shit is that, but white people’s shit? – Miles Davis
- I write one page of masterpiece to ninety-one pages of shit. I try to put the shit in the wastebasket. – Ernest Hemingway
- Can’t nobody fly with all that shit. Wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weighs you down. – Toni Morrison
- Shit will always be Shit! No amount of perfume can make it stink less – Tahira Abrar
- Soft sunlight tall treeswoodsmoke impressions summery cuestossed onthis dainty patch of my recluse.~ Poem Title VERS LIBÉRÉ, Tara Estacaan – Tara Estacaan
- Being a good communicator Patch, begins with listening, and listening to yourself first. – Michele Jennae
- There’s nothing wrong with the fire.. if you don’t get too close. – Patch – Becca Fitzpatrick