“Letty allowed her to ramble on while she looked around the wood, remembering its autumn carpet of beech leaves and wondering if… — Barbara Pym 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
“Autumn knocks on the window. I pull back the sliding doors and let it in. Lights from the meat market flicker and… — Sarah Winman Copy Share Image
“It’s fall coming, I thought, I can smell that sour-molasses smell of silage, clanging the air like a bell – smell like… — Ken Kesey Copy Share Image
In the entire circle of the year there are no days so delightful as those of a fine October, when the trees… — Alexander Smith Copy Share Image
September is the time to begin again. In the country, when I could smell the wood-smoke in the forest, and the curtains… — Eleanor Perenyi Copy Share Image
“Inside my chest, my lungs are wild animals, clawing at the cage. "Oh, man," Autumn mumbles from beside me. "His smile makes… — Christina Lauren Copy Share Image
What visionary tints the year puts on, When falling leaves falter through motionless air Or numbly cling and shiver to be gone!… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
Talent has the four seasons: spring, that is to say, the sowing of the seeds; summer, growth; autumn, the harvest; winter, intellectual… — Robert Green Ingersoll Copy Share Image
It is only by spring that the death of the autumns returns. What about winter, which is death? When the pure snow… — Sorin Cerin Copy Share Image
“It was Friday, so the farmers' market was in full autumnal swing, a sea of potted chrysanthemums and bushel after bushel of… — Julia Glass Copy Share Image
“The Metal Element represents people who respect, treasure, and conserve precious items, like rare metals, gems, or jars of jam. Let’s calm… — Leta Herman Copy Share Image
“When she had arranged her household affairs, she came to the library and bade me follow her. Then, with the mirror still… — R. Murray Gilchrist Copy Share Image
“This imaginary colour film of the past would need to have a soundtrack too, which would record the crunch and crackle of… — Adrian Bell Copy Share Image
“One autumn night, five years before, they had been walking down the street when the leaves were falling, and they came to… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
When we are alone on a starlit night, when by chance we see the migrating birds in autumn descending on a grove… — Thomas Merton Copy Share Image
Autumn is much redder in North America and east Asia than it is in northern Europe, and this can't be explained by… — Alice Roberts Copy Share Image
O hushed October morning mild, Begin the hours of this day slow, Make the day seem to us less brief... Retard the… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
There are a thousand flowers blossoming in spring, The magical light of the full moon in autumn; There is a breeze in… — Wumen Huikai Copy Share Image
Mrs. Jo did not mean the measles, but that more serious malady called love, which is apt to ravage communities, spring and… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depths of some devine despair Rise in the heart, and… — Babygrl2331 Copy Share Image
In spring when maple buds are red, We turn the clock an hour ahead; Which means, each April that arrives, We lose… — Phyllis McGinley Copy Share Image
There was no moon but the night sky was a riot of crisp and glittering autumn stars. There were streetlights too and… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Soon we will plunge ourselves into cold shadows, and all of summer's stunning afternoons will be gone. I already hear the dead… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
I love Toronto's long autumns, warm with windy swirls of golden spores, redolent with giant, sun-roasted leaves flapping up and down the… — Guy Maddin Copy Share Image
I'll bring you to the place,you never been where everything seems winter and autumn you see falling leaves that you never seen… — Cath Chatto Copy Share Image
Deliver me from the long drought of the mind. Let leaves from the deciduous Cross fall on us, washing us clean, turning… — R. S. Thomas 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
When we are alone on a starlit night, when by chance we see the migrating birds in autumn descending on a grove… — Thomas Merton Copy Share Image
When summer opens, I see how fast it matures, and fear it will be short; but after the heats of July and… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
“english autumn mornings are often like mornings nowhere else in the world. The air is cold. The floorboards are cold. It is… — John Berger Copy Share Image
“Great artists come and go; they are born and they die; but there is one exception who has been living for thousands… — Mehmet Murat ildan Copy Share Image
“Nothing comes as an accomplishment instantly. Success does not come overnight. Patience is the key! Grow up and be the tree; but… — Israelmore Ayivor Copy Share Image
A kestrel can and does hover in the dead calm of summer days, when there is not the faintest breath of wind.… — Richard Jefferies Copy Share Image
“WINTER'S GHOST: Autumn moon incautious in the dark river Winter’s ghost walks with a covered face and silver bones wait in all… — Tamara Rendell Copy Share Image
“Anna drove with the window rolled down, breathing in the essence of autumn: an exhalation of a forest readying itself for sleep,… — Nevada Barr Copy Share Image
“Autumn is a fleeting season, melancholy by nature. Its ghostly beauty cultivates a fertile atmosphere for memories that wrote their history on… — Brian P. Easton Copy Share Image
“The fields are fair in autumn yet, and the sun's still shining there, but we bow our heads and we brood and… — Henry Lawson Copy Share Image
The artist needs to sit patiently at the feet of Nature in all Her moods and nuances and silently develop the skills… — Robert Genn Copy Share Image
“Grief lingers, and the ache of loss; those things don't change. But seeping into every leaf, a little guilty burns away each… — Sean Stewart Copy Share Image
