Ye flowers that drop, forsaken by the spring, Ye birds that, left by summer, cease to sing, Ye trees that fade, when… — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
I am saying that in Wales here we have a very clear election commitment and I hope, and I will express this… — Ron Davies Copy Share Image
“When you love something enough time races ahead like the wind chasing autumn leaves, sending them skipping and dancing out of reach,… — Sherwood Smith Copy Share Image
When autumn returns with its long anticipated holidays, and preparations are made for a scamper in some distant locality, hammer and notebook… — Archibald Geikie Copy Share Image
Love is a flower that grows in any soil, works its sweet miracles undaunted by autumn frost or winter snow, blooming fair… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
Uneasily the leaves fall at this season, forgetting what to do or where to go; the red amnesiacs of autumn drifting thru… — Al Purdy Copy Share Image
Autumn comes to the sea with a fresh blaze of phosphorescence, when every wave crest is aflame. Here and there the whole… — Rachel Carson Copy Share Image
“What Autumn failed to consider was that Frankie Jones was not one who took kindly to reprimands from his offspring, especially one… — Genevieve D. Woods Copy Share Image
“Autumn is the season of subtractions, the Japanese art of taking more and more away to charge the few things that remain.… — Pico Iyer Copy Share Image
“To me it seems that youth is like spring, an overpraised season-- delightful if it happen to be a favoured one, but… — Samuel Butler Copy Share Image
“The ox hath therefore stretch'd his yoke in vain, The ploughman lost his sweat; and the green corn Hath rotted ere his… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Poem in October" It was my thirtieth year to heaven Woke to my hearing from harbour and neighbour wood And the mussel… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
“Yes, Halloween excites me. That whole time of year, autumn, I find exhilarating. A passionate season. The others are so bland. In… — Alice LaPlante Copy Share Image
“I. IN WINTER Myself Pale mornings, and I rise. Still Morning Snow air--my fingers curl. Awakening New snow, O pine of dawn!… — Yvor Winters Copy Share Image
When the long, varnished buds of beech Point out beyond their reach, And tanned by summer suns Leaves of bright bryony turn… — Andrew Young Copy Share Image
“They had met one another, at first not very often, throughout the heady autumn of the first London air raids. Never had… — Elizabeth Bowen Copy Share Image
The approach of night The skies yet blushing with departing light, When falling dews with spangles deck'd the glade, And the low… — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
I have been to Canada several times. It was autumn when I visited Vancouver, and I will always remember the colour of… — Natalie Dormer Copy Share Image
“Weave for the mighty chestnut A tributary crown Of autumn leaves, the brightest then When autumn leaves are brown Hang up his… — Charles Hatton Secretariat Copy Share Image
“The mountain trees that grew between the pines were a brilliant blaze of fall colors, like fire against the emerald green of… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
In autumn 2012 I conducted a dedication and blessing service following the Civil Partnership of two wonderful gay Christians. Why? Not to… — Steve Chalke Copy Share Image
“And you say Paris is gay, but it has its down times. You say go in the spring and not the summer,… — Darnell Lamont Walker Copy Share Image
“He'd grown unused to woods like this. He'd become accustomed to the Northwest, evergreen and shaded dark. Here he was surrounded by… — Michael Montoure Copy Share Image
“In the autumn of your years don't make it so that what you look back on is regret. Live your life now… — Stephen Richards Copy Share Image
“The widower reviewed his past in a sunless light which was intensified by the greyness of the November twilight, whilst the bells… — Georges Rodenbach Copy Share Image
“The gardener hath gathered up this autumn's leaves. Who shall see them again, or who wot of them? And who shall say… — Lord Dunsany Copy Share Image
“As in the autumn-time the leaves fall off, First one and then another, till the branch Surrenders all its spoils to the… — Dante Alighieri Copy Share Image
The wind that makes music in November corn is in a hurry. The stalks hum, the loose husks whisk skyward in half-playing… — Aldo Leopold Copy Share Image
“I hope for a light grief in old age. I was born in Rome and it has returned to me. My autumn… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
But you can't plead with autumn. No. The midnight wind stalked through the woods, hooted to frighten you, swept everything away for… — Yevgeny Zamyatin Copy Share Image
If I was ever a rare fine summer person, that's long ago. Most of us are half-and-half. The August noon in us… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
To her bier Comes the year Not with weeping and distress, as mortals do, But, to guide her way to it, All… — Lucy Larcom Copy Share Image
“Leaves I twist between my fingers, closing my eyes as thoughts drift. Into the momentous winds of time, the red-orange will soon… — Susan L. Marshall Copy Share Image
Now I realize that the trees blossom in Spring and bear fruit in Summer without seeking praise; and they drop their leaves… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
“The torchlit garden was redolent with the colors and scents of autumn... gold and copper foliage, thick borders of roses and dahlias,… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Well, the old Autumn didn't know anything about reality. The old Autumn was quite happy living in a childish make-believe world where… — Liz Kessler Copy Share Image
“...he could feel hot tears coming to his eyes as the image of that night, outside the house as the November wind… — David Nickle Copy Share Image
“Flowers bloomed without glimpsing your smile in spring, leaves have fallen in autumn chiming in with the gloom, the chill of winter… — Elizabeth E. Castillo Copy Share Image
Union of the weakest develops strength not wisdom. Can all men, together, avenge one of the leaves that have fallen in autumn?… — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
Gardeners celebrate the influence of time. If we have had a late cold spring followed by a desiccating drought, autumn may be… — Susan Hill Copy Share Image
![“Leaves I twist between my fingers, closing my eyes as thoughts drift. Into the momentous winds of time, the red-orange will soon afloat. For Autumn hues are unravelling through the waning summer days. ‘Tis the season of yearning passion and lyric to my heart and mind. [Ever Changing Rhythms of Life]” quote by Susan L. Marshall](https://sms4smile.com/q/img-quotes/cb2/susan-l-marshall-26831_autumn_leaves-i-twist-between-my-fingers-closin_1624289.jpg)
