“Autumn breathes in shades of white; cloth of mist dressed fields comfortable.” — sir kristian goldmund aumann Copy Share Image
In autumn, when the leaves are brown, Take pen and ink, and write it down. — Lewis Carroll Copy Share Image
“In autumn, don’t go to jewelers to see gold; go to the parks!” — Mehmet Murat ildan Copy Share Image
“She seemed a compound of the autumn leaves and the winter sunshine ...” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
It follows the seasons, beginning each year with the fond expectancy of springtime and ending with the hard facts of autumn. — Ken Burns Copy Share Image
There is a child in every one of us who is still a trick-or-treater looking for a brightly-lit front porch. — Robert Breault Copy Share Image
“It is not summer, England doesn't have summer, it has continuous autumn with a fortnight's variation here and there.” — Natasha Pulley Copy Share Image
It is a vast wilderness of rocks in a sea of light, colored and glowing like oak and maple in autumn, when… — John Muir Copy Share Image
“Autumn. A season. A girl. A memory. Autumn. Her eyes twinkled with mischief. Her smile was infectious. Her laugh was a cure.… — Akiah Watts Copy Share Image
Autumn leaves shower like gold, like rainbows, as the winds of change begin to blow, signaling the later days of autumn. — Dan Millman Copy Share Image
“In autumn velvety shawls of maroon and sienna drape hillsides that fold down upon willow-braided streams.” — Robert Kaplan Copy Share Image
Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place, and I can picture it after all these days. — Taylor Swift Copy Share Image
“What an abundant harvest has been collected in autumn! The earth has now fulfilled its design for this year, and is going… — Christoph Christian Sturm Copy Share Image
It was one of those days you sometimes get latish in the autumn when the sun beams, the birds toot, and there… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“There is a place, September, oh, very far from Pandemonium. A place where it is always autumn, where there is always cider… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
The morns are meeker than they were, The nuts are getting brown; The berry's cheek is plumper, The rose is out of… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Pale amber sunlight falls across The reddening October trees… Are we not better and at home In dreamful Autumn, we who deem… — Ernest Dowson Copy Share Image
It is the sense of unfamiliar envelopment that is impressive, whether in the living grays of hoarfrost, the crimson of the heavens… — Walter J. Phillips Copy Share Image
“As the autumn deepens, the fathomless lakes of their eyes assume an ever more sorrowful hue. The leaves turn color, the grasses… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
I love the fall. I love it because of the smells that you speak of; and also because things are dying, things… — Mark Van Doren Copy Share Image
September has come, it is hers Whose vitality leaps in the autumn, Whose nature prefers Trees without leaves and a fire in… — Louis MacNeice Copy Share Image
Something told the wild geese It was time to go. Though the fields lay golden Something whispered, "snow." Leaves were green and… — Rachel Field Copy Share Image
“I look out of the window; – beyond the picture of the sunlit street appears a range of hills, distant and light;… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
“Once on yellow sheet of paper with green lines, he wrote a poem and he called it “Spot” because that was the… — Earl Reum Copy Share Image
The trade agreement which I had the privilege of signing with your Prime Minister last autumn is tangible evidence of the desire… — Franklin D. Roosevelt Copy Share Image
I think now that I'm in the autumn of my life, and I'm getting a chance of having an overview and looking… — Ron Perlman Copy Share Image
(Ravic speaking of a butterfly caught in the Louvre) In the morning it would search for flowers and life and the light… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
Once upon a time there was a boy who lived in a house across the field from a girl who no longer… — Nicole Krauss Copy Share Image
Bricks should be made in Spring or Autumn so that they may dry uniformly. — Marcus Vitruvius Pollio Copy Share Image
“Autumn afternoon: a sycamore leaf falls softly and rests on its own shadow” — Abbas Kiarostami Copy Share Image
“Autumn...the year's last, loveliest smile." [ Indian Summer ]” — John Howard Bryant Copy Share Image
Autumn in my garden is when trees give their tickertape welcome to winter. — Densey Clyne Copy Share Image