Best 94 quotes in «farmers quotes» category

If the rain spoils our picnic, but saves a farmer's crop, who are we to say it shouldn't rain?

I never do what anyone else is doing. I could walk away from music and become a farmer or do some crochet. The worst thing in life for me is to do something I'm not happy doing.

I live in a rural part of Virginia surrounded by farms and farmers.

I'm a farmer with a mandolin and a high tenor voice.

I'm a peanut farmer at heart, still grow peanuts on my farm in Georgia.

I never imagined anybody would ever come out to hear me preach. I'm just a country dairy farmer from North Carolina.

I grew up in Scotland, and everyone wore Barbour. It's very practical, it's very outdoorsy. It's what the gamekeepers and the fishermen and the farmers would wear.

I had wanted to be a fish farmer, to be honest with you. I wanted to be an agriculturist. I wanted to have my own fish farm. I was also contemplating surfboard building.

I'm a semi-literate farmer and hired killer. I ain't in the power game.

Most of the time pests and disease are just nature's way of telling the farmer he's doing something wrong.

It is too narrow an understanding of production which confines it merely to the making of things. Production includes not merely the making of things, but the bringing of them to the consumer. The merchant or storekeeper is thus as truly a producer as is the manufacturer, or farmer, and his stock or capital is as much devoted to production as is theirs.

I want to empower farmers to expand their market share.

I would like to see people more aware of where their food comes from. I would like to see small farmers empowered. I feed my daughter almost exclusively organic food.

Know you food, know your farmers, and know your kitchen.

Love one another, make something with your hands, and exalt the farmer.

It is thought that the changeover from hunter to farmer was a slow, gradual process.

Liquidate labor, liquidate stocks, liquidate the farmers, liquidate real estate.

[On Alfred Hitchcock:] Hitch is a gentleman farmer who raises goose flesh.

Never answer a question from a farmer.

Our farmers round, well pleased with constant gain, like other farmers, flourish and complain.

The day I initiated divorce proceedings against Michael Farmer, I was ready to retire to a desert cave and rethink my life.

Parity is for farmers.

Our primary identity has become that of being consumers – not mothers, teachers, or farmers, but of consumers. We shop and shop and shop.

Part of what the food industry does with public relations, just like the chemical industry or the oil industry, is to try to erase their fingerprints from their messaging. So when consumers hear about a recent effort like the "food dialogues" put on by a group called the US Farmers and Ranchers Alliance, do they know necessarily that these "dialogues" are being funded by companies like Monsanto, a large chemical company and the controller of most of the patents on genetically modified seeds? No, they don't.

Serendipity is looking in a haystack for a needle and discovering a farmer's daughter.

There is no reason, in a free society, that farmers shouldn’t be allowed to raise hemp. Hemp is a good product.

The farmer has to be an optimist or he wouldn't still be a farmer.

The farmer works the soil. The agriculturalist works the farmer.

The plough is to the farmer what the wand is to the sorcerer. Its effect is really like sorcery.

There is a popular conception about karma, and that is that as you sow, so shall you reap. That's only true if you're a farmer.

The farmers are the founders of civilization.

There's no beginning to the farmer's year, / Only recurrent patterns on a scroll / Unwinding...

While farmers' markets are booming in cities, actual rural market towns are in decline.

The system of seeds based on monoculture is wrong and inappropriate. The biodiverse system has produced more food, and biodiversity means that seeds must be in the hands of farmers.

What is interesting to me about Vikings is that they were failed farmers.

When you save the life of anyone, a farmer, a teacher, a mother, they are contributing productively into the economy.

While farmers generally allow one rooster for ten hens, ten men are scarcely sufficient to service one woman.

The small landholders are the most precious part of a state.

The wheat bought by a farmer to sow is comparatively a fixed capital to the wheat purchased by a baker to make into loaves.

We must enable farmers to feed India and the world; and earn a good livelihood.

Whoever supports the farmer is the guy for America.

With the increasing price levels, the farmers are benefiting. Dal, atta, vegetables have all become expensive. I am happy with this price rise. The more the prices rise the better it is for farmers

Agriculture, however, is not and never has been a single monolithic interest in our society. We have always known differences among farmers of different regions, different crops, and different incomes. The difference in the forms of political organization have been determined principally by the manner in which economic differences have been resolved. (pp. 15–16)

You cannot predict the outcome of human development. All you can do is like a farmer create the conditions under which it will begin to flourish.

You got to do more than just live in the country to be a Farmer.

And in those same years, the farmers in the developing world would come to be encouraged to use the patented descendants of the seeds their ancestors had once freely shared. And once they did that, once they bought the new seed and stopped saving seed as they had for centuries, they not only lost the old varieties but they were trapped in a system that indentured them to the seed companies. And if they resisted buying the new seeds, even if they resisted because they were not convinced about the safety of the new seeds, they were told they were causing starvation in their countries. And if they thought to demand royalties for the germplasm their ancestors once had given freely, they were called greedy.

As he farmed, hard labor left his hands callused, the sun bleached his hair, his face leathered, and his heart throbbed with music.

But farmers are patient men tried by brutal seasons, and if they weren't plagued by dreams of generation, few would keep plowing, spring after spring.

As I string, a swift rhythm is played out with my hands, a cadence known only to those who have strung tobacco. To many of the poor workers, the meter and rhythm of stringing tobacco is the only poetry they’ve ever known.

Farm labor had stained his hands, but music stained his heart.