Quotes about hemp (13 Quotes)


    Sometimes when she is able to spend the night with him they are wakened by the three minarets of the city beginning their prayers before dawn. He walks with her through the indigo markets that lie between South Cairo and her home. The beautiful songs of faith enter the air like arrows, one minaret answering another, as if passing on a rumor of the two of them as they walk through the cold morning air, the smell of charcoal and hemp already making the air profound. Sinners in a holy city.

    I do support the cause, but not enough because I don't buy hemp products. I don't have anything hemp. I guess what we are trying to say here is 'Wake up' Rock's the only way to solve it. Rock's the only way to bring hemp to the masses, not drum circles.





    Industrial hemp is a very useful plant. I challenged the attorney general to get rid of the criminal stigma associated with hemp so we can look at it in terms of how it might be useful.

    The problem is that the plants all derive from the cannabis genus. It would allow marijuana and hemp to be grown side by side. It would impose an unreasonable burden on local law enforcement.


    Scientists in Australia are working on making biodegradable car parts out of hemp. This might get confusing. When someone says, roll up the window, they might mean, roll up the window.

    Fancy that thou deservest to be hanged. . . thou wilt feel it happiness to be only shot fancy that thou deservest to be hanged in a hair halter, it will be a luxury to die in hemp.


    Rag paper, containing hemp fiber, is the highest quality and longest lasting paper ever made. It can be torn when wet, but returns to its full strength when dry.

    To His Son Three things there be that prosper up apace And flourish whilst they grow asunder far But on a day, they meet all in one place, And when they meet they one another mar And they be these the wood, the weed, the wag. The wood is that which makes the gallows tree The weed is that which strings the hangman's bag The wag, my pretty knave, betokeneth thee. Mark well, dear boy, whilst these assemble not, Green springs the tree, hemp grows, the wag is wild But when they meet, it makes the timber rot, It frets the halter, and it chokes the child. Then bless thee, and beware, and let us pray We part not with thee at this meeting day.



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