Beverley Nichols
Beverley Nichols
John Beverley Nicholswas an author, playwright, journalist, composer, and public speaker...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth9 September 1898
flower garden blossoming
To be overcome by the fragrance of flowers is a delectable form of defeat.
eye garden cities
A gardener is never shut out from his garden, wherever he may be. Its comfort never fails. Though the city may close about him, and the grime and soot descend upon him, he can still wander in his garden, does he but close his eyes.
taken cutting garden
I had never 'taken a cutting' before ... Do you realize that the whole thing is miraculous? It is exactly as though you were to cut off your wife's leg, stick it in the lawn, and be greeted on the following day by an entirely new woman, sprung from the leg, advancing across the lawn to meet you.
heart garden desire
A garden is a place for shaping a little world of your own according to your heart's desire.
cat garden deserve
A garden without cats, it will be generally agreed, can scarcely deserve to be called a garden at all.
years giving stealing
It is only to the gardener that time is a friend, giving each year more than he steals.
women psychologist worst
As any psychologist will tell you, the worst thing you can possibly do to a woman is to deprive her of a grievance.
beautiful summer flower
Last summer I was staying at a house in Hampshire which was famous for the brilliance and the originality of its gardens. There were many of them, but the most beautiful of all was a walled garden in which every flower was blue. There were all the obvious things like delphiniums and acronitums and larkspurs, but the most beautiful blue of all came from the groups of cabbages - the ordinary blue pickling cabbage. Set against the blazing blue of the other flowers, it had a bloom and elegance which made it a thing of the greatest delight.
men world lasts
We both know, you and I, that if all men were gardeners, the world at last would be at peace.
laughter finding-yourself bursting
Do you ever find yourself bursting into a sort of lunatic laughter at the sheer prettiness of things?
flower rose miracle
Every moment of this strange and lovely life from dawn to dusk, is a miracle. Somewhere, always a rose is opening its petals to the dawn. Somewhere, always, a flower is fading in the dusk.
funny anniversary marriage
Marriage is a book of which the first chapter is written in poetry and the remaining chapters in prose.
life garden earth
To dig one's own spade into one's own earth! Has life anything better to offer than this?
book cat men
Long experience has taught me that people who do not like geraniums have something morally unsound about them. Sooner or later you will find them out; you will discover that they drink, or steal books, or speak sharply to cats. Never trust a man or a woman who is not passionately devoted to geraniums.