The perfection of life with a gun dog, like the perfection of an Autumn, is disturbing because you know, even as it… — George Bird Evans Copy Share Image
The spirit of the year, like bacchant crowned, With lighted torch goes careless on his way; And soon bursts into flame the… — Edith M. Thomas Copy Share Image
The true beloveds of this world are in their lover's eyes lilacs opening, ship lights, school bells, a landscape, remembered conversations, friends,… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
“The trees had stripped down to their black bones and had heaped leaves in drifts against hedges and walls. Children played amongst… — J.L. Carr Copy Share Image
As a child I always steered clear of science fiction, but in the autumn of 1977, the bow-wave of publicity for the… — Philip Reeve Copy Share Image
An eight-mile drive over rain-washed Irish roads in the quick-falling dusk of autumn is an experience trying to the patience, even to… — Katherine Cecil Thurston Copy Share Image
The harvest moon has no innocence, like the slim quarter moon of a spring twilight, nor has it the silver penny brilliance… — Donald C. Peattie Copy Share Image
The American spring is by no means so agreeable as the American autumn; both move with faltering step, and slow; but this… — Frances Trollope Copy Share Image
“The autumn will take everything, everything I ever thought or dreamed, everything I did or did not do, spent matches scattered at… — Fernando Pessoa Copy Share Image
The aster has not wasted spring and summer because it has not blossomed. It has been all the time preparing for what… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
We really can't boil a man's life down to seasonal divisions of spring, summer, autumn, and winter. Seasons cycle perennially, and we… — Hideo Kojima Copy Share Image
When you live on Cold Mountain long enough the autumns pass quickly When you live alone you have no worries When you… — Hanshan Copy Share Image
When I'm down on energy, I have these superfoods powders with supergreens, algae, spirulina, and wheat germ extract. Sometimes I have a… — Natalia Vodianova Copy Share Image
“A boat beneath a sunny sky, Lingering onward dreamily In an evening of July – Children three that nestle near, Eager eye… — Victoria Coren Copy Share Image
“Autumn was a harvest of big-box stores and their back-to-school sales: fruit leather, instant mac 'n' cheese, and bread that we unhusked,… — C Pam Zhang Copy Share Image
You wonder what I am doing? Well, so do I, in truth. Days seem to dawn, suns to shine, evenings to follow,… — T. E. Lawrence Copy Share Image
“The magic of autumn has seized the countryside; now that the sun isn't ripening anything it shines for the sake of the… — Elizabeth Coatsworth Copy Share Image
Bare twigs in April enhance our pleasure; We know the good time is yet to come… Bare twigs in Autumn are signs… — William Allingham Copy Share Image
But they love each other," Clary said, appalled. "Isn't that what love means? That you're supposed to be there for the other… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Outside the leaves on the trees constricted slightly; they were the deep done green of the beginning of autumn. It was a… — Ali Smith Copy Share Image
“Perhaps because it seems so appropriate, I don't notice the rain. It falls in sheets, a blanket of silvery thread rushing to… — Michelle Zink Copy Share Image
“ October's Party October gave a party; The leaves by hundreds came - The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples, And leaves of every… — George Cooper Copy Share Image
How the snow falls in the north! Flake on flake falling incessantly, until the small dingles are almost on a level with… — W. H. Davies Copy Share Image
“In the garden, Autumn is, indeed the crowning glory of the year, bringing us the fruition of months of thought and care… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
The gray-green stretch of sandy grass,Indefinitely desolate;A sea of lead, a sky of slate;Already autumn in the air, alas!One stark monotony of… — Arthur Symons Copy Share Image
“It's Harvest Time. Jewish New Year. Back to School. The new theatrical season. These are September to me. Apples and honey, sharpened… — Shellen Lubin Copy Share Image
My sorrow, when she's here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
I always feel at home where the sugar maple grows… glorious in autumn, a fountain of coolness in summer, sugar in its… — John Burroughs Copy Share Image
Don't stand beside my grave and weep, For I'm not there, I do not sleep, I am a thousand winds that blow,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The autumn leaves blew over the moonlit pavement in such a way as to make the girl who was moving there seem… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“Autumn The passion Is still flourishing in the branches Yellow funny and daring red The sun warms even in the days Where… — sir kristian goldmund aumann Copy Share Image
True men" ... are strong willed, have dignity in their demeanor, serenity in their expression. They are cool like autumn, warm like… — Zhuangzi Copy Share Image
“And Summer dreamed sadly, for she thought all was ended In her fulness of wealth that might not be amended; But this… — William Morris Copy Share Image
Summer, and he watches his children's heart break. Autumn again and Boo's children needed him. Atticus was right. One time he said… — Harper Lee Copy Share Image
With the ripening of the fruits in Autumn the leaves begin to wither and the trees, taking up their sap from the… — Marcus Vitruvius Pollio Copy Share Image
I started school in the autumn term of 1949 when there was a tomato glut. We had tomatoes in every form known… — David Starkey Copy Share Image
“Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away; Lengthen night and shorten day; Every leaf speaks bliss to me Fluttering from the autumn tree.… — Emily Brontë 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
Of Nature itself upon the soul; the sunrise, the haze of autumn, the winter starlight seem interlocutors; the prevailing sense is that… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
“Her soul was a fifth season, of richer hue than autumn, bursting with more life than spring, hidden away, ready to transform… — Carol Berg Copy Share Image