Then summer fades and passes and October comes. We'll smell smoke then, and feel an unexpected sharpness, a thrill of nervousness, swift… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
“ Spring and Autumn Every season hath its pleasures; Spring may boast her flowery prime, Yet the vineyard's ruby treasures Brighten Autumn's… — Thomas Moore Copy Share Image
“I know most people think of spring as the season of new beginnings, when women chase the winter dirt from their homes,… — Andrea Busfield Copy Share Image
Truly, Autumn is my season,” the scarlet beast chorted. “Spring and Summer and Winter all begin with such late letters! But Autumn… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stained With the blood of the grape, pass not, but sit Beneath my shady roof; there… — William Blake Copy Share Image
