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“A weed is but an unloved flower.”
― Ella Wheeler Wilcox

“Don't let the tall weeds cast a shadow on the beautiful flowers in your garden.”
― Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free

“When the young woman
leans over the sky,
about to water the flowers as well as the weeds,
her white front splits open
until her milk runs.”
― Gunter Grass

“When life is not coming up roses
Look to the weeds
and find the beauty hidden within them.”
― L.F.Young

“Jesus said the weeds would grow with the wheat until the Judgement," Dietrich answered, "so one finds both good men and bad in the Church. By our fruits we will be known, not by what name we have called ourselves. I have come to believe that there is more grace in becoming wheat than there is in pulling weeds.”
― Michael Flynn, Eifelheim

“If roses were not special weeds would not envy them.”
― Matshona Dhliwayo

“Christopher throws dandelion head after dandelion head into his bag. It's getting heavy now and his fingers are stained from the work but there are still so many left to kill. His biggest mistake is giving them names.”
― Brian Martinez, Kissing You is Like Trying to Punch a Ghost

“If you tend to a flower, it will bloom, no matter how many weeds surround it.”
― Matshona Dhliwayo

“The fundamental metaphor of National Socialism as it related to the world around it was the garden, not the wild forest. One of the most important Nazi ideologists, R.W. Darré, made clear the relationship between gardening and genocide: “He who leaves the plants in a garden to themselves will soon find to his surprise that the garden is overgrown by weeds and that even the basic character of the plants has changed. If therefore the garden is to remain the breeding ground for the plants, if, in other words, it is to lift itself above the harsh rule of natural forces, then the forming will of a gardener is necessary, a gardener who, by providing suitable conditions for growing, or by keeping harmful influences away, or by both together, carefully tends what needs tending and ruthlessly eliminates the weeds which would deprive the better plants of nutrition, air, light, and sun. . . . Thus we are facing the realization that questions of breeding are not trivial for political thought, but that they have to be at the center of all considerations, and that their answers must follow from the spiritual, from the ideological attitude of a people. We must even assert that a people can only reach spiritual and moral equilibrium if a well-conceived breeding plan stands at the very center of its culture.”
― Derrick Jensen, The Culture of Make Believe

“Such plants are "weeds" only to those who make a business of selling and applying chemicals.”
― Rachel Carson, Silent Spring

“After Nicholas hung up the phone, he watched his mother carry buckets and garden tools across the couch grass toward a bed that would, come spring, be brightly ablaze as tropical coral with colorful arctotis, impatiens, and petunias. Katherine dug with hard chopping strokes, pulling out wandering jew and oxalis, tossing the uprooted weeds into a black pot beside her.
The garden will be beautiful, he thought. But how do the weeds feel about it? Sacrifices must be made.”
― Stephen M. Irwin, The Dead Path

“Pull out the weeds, or make peace with the dandelions.”
― Frank Sonnenberg, Listen to Your Conscience: That's Why You Have One

“As one grows older one should grow more expert at finding beauty in unexpected places, in deserts and even in towns, in ordinary human faces and among wild weeds.”
― C. C. Vyvyan

“There is a trailer that I pass on the drive to my parentsâ€� house in Robards,
and obstructing the dance of the overgrown weeds
is a Trump sign.
Last summer, another sign went up next to it.
The sign, handily made of cardboard and black marker, said,
“EXTRA FRUITS AND VEGGIES FROM GARDEN,
STOP BY AND GET YOU SOME.”
― Belle Townsend

“The storm has passed, the field is calm,
the air is fresh, after the summer rain,
to start with, timidly, like a psalm,
after that intensely, sprout the weeds plainâ€�”
― Will Advise

“The flowers, too. I want to stop and collect some, but Evora says they’re just weeds. Still, I can’t bring myself to understand. What does it matter if they’re weeds? They’re pretty all the same. In fact, I’d call them special compared to flowers. Weeds are stronger. They dominate. They grow everywhere, and some are just as pretty as any flower, but people still toss them aside because of what they are. It’s the title that does it, I think.”
― Julia Elizabeth

“Anger and bitterness can be like weeds. If you let them grow, pretty soon they take over and there ain't room for nothing else.”
― Connie Rose Porter, A Heart Full of Hope: An Addy Classic Volume 2

“Seeing her so unannounced releasing a hoard of disease carrying wolves howling through the caverns of my soul. My heart likened to a snow-caked carcass as dead leaves and spring weeds consume and dissolve me.”
― Luca Evola, Arabala

“We need to spend some time in the weeds to appreciate the flowers.”
― Ed Yong, An Immense World: How Animal Senses Reveal the Hidden Realms Around Us

“He just blooms wherever he's planted."
"And you?"
"I'm more of a weed," I said drily.

[...]

"I like weeds," [...]
"They're survivors.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Siege and Storm

“Wrongdoing is worthless as weeds.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“Weeds are the things that choose to be persistent despite the reality that they’re going to get pulled.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“Don't plant weeds in your garden if you are only hoping for flowers to grow.”
― Anthony T. Hincks

“In Maie get a weede hooke, a crotch and a glove,
And weed out such weedes as the corne doth not love.
Slack never they weeding, for dearth nor for cheape,
The corne shall reward it er ever ye reape.

[Found in Helen Nearing, ‘Wise Words on the Good Lifeâ€�, 1980.”
― Thomas Tusser, Five hundred pointes of good husbandrie Volume 21

“In Maie get a weede hooke, a crotch and a glove,
And weed out such weedes as the corne doth not love.
Slack never thy weeding, for dearth nor for cheape,
The corne shall reward it er ever ye reape.

[Thomas Tusser, ‘Five hundred points of husbandry: directing what corn, grass, is proper to be sown: what trees to be planted: how land is to be improved: with with whatever is fit to be done for the benefit of the farmer in every month of the yearâ€� (1557).]”
― Helen Nearing, Wise Words for the Good Life

“As early humans moved about, they were accompanied by a whole entourage of creatures they had come to depend on, or learned to coexist with â€� not only their crop plants and domesticated animals, which they carried with them deliberately, but also the creatures that had adopted them during their lengthy process of developing agriculture and animal husbandry and building habitations and cities, roads and canals, seaports and fortifications. To quote Anderson [Edgar Anderson, Plants, Man, and Life:]

‘Unconsciously as well as deliberately man carries whole floras about the globe with him, he now lives surrounded by transported landscapes, and our commonest everyday plants have been transformed by their long associations with us so that many roadsides and dooryard plants are artifacts. An artifact, by definition, is something produced by man, something which we would not have if man had not come into being. That is what many of our weeds and crops really are.”
― Richard Orlando, Weeds in the Urban Landscape: Where They Come from, Why They're Here, and How to Live with Them

“If I were a garden
I’d be one with many weeds”
― Florence Virginia Stephenson, Flour & Salt: A novel

“Creeping Charlie was the real rock star, though, according to Dad. It thrived in the shade on the edge of forests and sometimes on rocky soil, and the world saw it as a greedy invader. They didn't know, Dad said, that creeping Charlie was a jack-of-all-trades. It kept soil from sliding, sure, but also its dry leaves could be made into a tea that was great for colds and coughs. Eaten fresh or boiled, the leaves were a delicious source of vitamin C. But that was just the start. Creeping Charlie, and most ground ivy, was magic. It had strong antibacterial properties, rid the body of excess mucus, was an astringent and diuretic, could be turned into a balm that sped up healing, and treated everything from tuberculosis to tumors to tinnitus.”
― Jess Lourey, Litani

“I’d worried and waited and searched for a guy who didn’t even want to be found. I had been wrong all along, sucked into a fairy tale. Again.
In the end, I was just like the weeds in this nursery- something to be pulled and replaced by someone better, prettier. I was half of nothing.”
― Erica Bauermeister, The Scent Keeper

“In the end the red weed succumbed almost as quickly as it had spread. A cankering disease, due, it is believed, to the action of certain bacteria, presently seized upon it. Now, by the action of natural selection, all terrestrial plants have acquired a resisting power against bacterial diseases—they never succumb without a severe struggle, but the red weed rotted like a thing already dead. The fronds became bleached, and then shriveled and brittle. They broke off at the least touch, and the waters that had stimulated their early growth carried their last vestiges out to sea.”
― H G Wells, The War of the Worlds