Mr. David Stockman has said that supply-side economics was merely a cover for the trickle-down approach to economic policy — what an older and less elegant generation called the horse-and-sparrow theory: If you feed the horse enough oats, some will pass through to the road for the sparrows.
Oats. A grain, which in England is generally given to horses, but in Scotland supports the people.
Self-restraint is feeling your oats without sowing them.
The oat is the Horatio Alger of cereals, which progressed, if not from rags to riches, at least from weed to health food.
Most of us spend the first six days of each week sowing wild oats; then we go to church on Sunday and pray for a crop failure.
Be not ashamed to have had wild days, but not to have sown your wild oats.
We are happier in many ways when we are old than when we were young. The young sow wild oats. The old grow sage.
Wild oats will get sown some time, and one of the arts of life is to sow them at the right time.
In the rotation of crops there was a recognized season for wild oats; but they were not sown more than once.
If you feed enough oats to the horse, some will pass through to feed the sparrows (referring to "trickle down" economics).
A kind word is no substitute for a piece of herring or a bag of oats.
Some kids do drugs. Some kids light stuff on fire. Me, I eat oats.
The love of dirt is among the earliest of passions, as it is the latest.
I've sown all the oats I want to sow.
If one intends to make beer from oats, it is prepared with hops.
I cannot draw a cart, nor eat dried oats; If it be man's work, I'll do't.
The love of dirt is among the earliest of passions, as it is the latest. Mud-pies gratify one of our first and best instincts. So long as we are dirty, we are pure. Fondness for the ground comes back to a man after he has run the round of pleasure and business, eaten dirt, and sown wild oats, drifted about the world, and taken the wind of all its moods. The love of digging in the ground (or of looking on while he pays another to dig) is as sure to come back to him, as he is sure, at last, to go under the ground, and stay there.
Out of the thirty thousand types of edible plants thought to exist on Earth, just eleven—corn, rice, wheat, potatoes, cassava, sorghum, millet, beans, barley, rye, and oats—account for 93 percent of all that humans eat, and every one of them was first cultivated by our Neolithic ancestors.
Mud-pies gratify one of our first and best instincts. So long as we are dirty, we are pure.
Granola didn't sell very well when it was good for you. Now it has caramel, chocolate, marshmallow, saturated fat and sweeteners with a small amount of oats and grains. Sales picked up.
Besides that, when elsewhere the harvest of wheat is most abundant, there it comes up less by one-fourth than what you have sowed. There, methinks, it were a proper place for men to sow their wild oats, where they would not spring up.
Some kind of pace may be got out of the eeriest jade by the near prospect of oats; but the thoroughbred has the spur in his blood.
Out of 30,000 edible plants thought to exist on earth, just eleven account for 93% of all that humans eat: oats, corn, rice, wheat, potatoes, yucca (also called tapioca or cassava), sorghum, millet, beans, barley, and rye.
It is a thorough process, this war with the wilderness - breaking nature, taming the soil. feeding it on oats. The civilized man regards the pine tree as his enemy. He will fell it and let in the light, grub it up and raise wheat or rye there. It is no better than a fungus to him.
The gardener's rule applies to youth and age: When young 'sow wild oats'; but when old, grow sage.
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