Quotes from Alfred Austin

Life seems like a haunted wood, where we tremble and crouch and cry.

Is life worth living? Yes, so long As Spring revives the year, And hails us with the cuckoo's song, To show that she is here.

Public opinion is no more than this: what people think that other people think.

Though my verse but roam the air And murmur in the trees, You may discern a purpose there, As in music of the bees.

We are all alike, and we love to keep passion aglow at our feet, Like one that sitteth in shade and complacently smiles at the heat.

Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are.

Tears are Summer showers to the soul.

There is no gardening without humility. Nature is constantly sending even its oldest scholars to the bottom of the class for some egregious blunder.

Doth Nature draw me, 'tis because, Unto my seeming, there doth lurk A lawlessness about her laws, More mood than purpose in her work.

Alfred Austin said, "Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are."