| 1. | Behold this compost behold it wel. - from Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman |
| 2. | And do not spread the compost on the weed. - from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare |
| 3. | Confess yourself to heaven Repent what's past avoid what is to come And do not spread the compost on the weeds, To make them ranker. - from Hamlet by William Shakespeare |
| 4. | And also it was a marvel to see in that castle how by magic they make a compost out of fecund wheatkidneys out of Chaldee that by aid of certain angry spirits that they do in to it swells up wondrously like to a vast mountain. - from Ulysses by James Joyce |