Harvest Quotes

“...where we go in life is not contingent upon where we came from, but rather upon where our hopes and dreams reside.”
― Richard Horan, Harvest: An Adventure into the Heart of America's Family Farms

“For two full days we picked green beans out in the field, under the molten rays of the summer sun, rows and rows of beans. And the more rows I picked alongside Serafino, the madder I grew inside, thinking about those charityless, virtueless, and benevolentless shitheads who have spread about this glorious land a melodyless song, a giftless song that accuses the immigrant of stealing their lunches—when in fact they are picking, packing, and purveying them.* Millions of immigrant workers—men, women, and children—ignorant, poor, yet so ripe with hope and determination and humility, even while bent over at the waist, picking America’s crops, servicing America’s insatiable appetite, shouldering the heaviest and most dangerous loads, not so much for themselves, but for America, daily, joyously, like Whitman’s song: “A song for occupations! / In the labor of engines and trades and the labor of fields I find / the developments,”
― Richard Horan, Harvest: An Adventure into the Heart of America's Family Farms

“There’s no more glorious appetite on this planet than that of the person who eats the food he grows and kills and catches. After”
― Richard Horan, Harvest: An Adventure into the Heart of America's Family Farms