Beauty is the only thing that time cannot harm. Philosophies fall away like sand, and creeds follow one another like the withered… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
If winter is slumber and spring is birth, and summer is life, then autumn rounds out to be reflection. It's a time… — Mitchell Burgess Copy Share Image
“In every life, the sun will shine, the rain will fall, the coldest winters are followed by the warmest summers, there will… — Jamie Magee Copy Share Image
Early in April, as I was vigorously hoeing in a corner, I unearthed a huge toad, to my perfect delight and satisfaction;… — Celia Thaxter Copy Share Image
In two and a half years' trekking across central Asia, I'd become attuned to the late autumn conditions when the hazards of… — Tim Cope Copy Share Image
Men have been swindled by other men on many occasions. The autumn of 1929 was, perhaps, the first occasion when men succeeded… — John Kenneth Galbraith Copy Share Image
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
I'm terribly taken by the countryside, so I love things like shadows cast by deep woods. I love the autumn. I love… — Joanna Lumley Copy Share Image
He had never liked October. Ever since he had first lay in the autumn leaves before his grandmother's house many years ago… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“There will be stars over the place forever; Though the house we loved and the street we loved are lost, Every time… — Sara Teasdale Copy Share Image
“Hampshire was dressed in scarlet and brilliant orange, the hounds were out four mornings a week, and the last baskets of fruit… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Is not this a true autumn day? Just the still melancholy that I love - that makes life and nature harmonise. The… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“Outside there's a chill in the air that reminds me autumn is on the way, even though it's still only September. This… — Zoe Sugg Copy Share Image
“One sort of optional thing you might do is to realize there are six seasons instead of four. The poetry of four… — Kurt Vonnegut Copy Share Image
“The seasonal urge is strong in poets. Milton wrote chiefly in winter. Keats looked for spring to wake him up (as it… — Helen Bevington Copy Share Image
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit… — John Keats Copy Share Image
It's said that All Hallows' Eve is one of the nights when the veil between the worlds is thin - and whether… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“The Spring can be more painful than any other time of the year. Summer is lazy and indifferent. Autumn is demanding and… — Lynne Reid Banks Copy Share Image
“The last dying days of summer, fall coming on fast. A cold night, the first of the season, a change from the… — Poppy Z. Brite Copy Share Image
“I am made for autumn. Summer and I have a fickle relationship, but everything about autumn is perfect to me. Wooly jumpers,… — Alys Fowler Copy Share Image
“And then there is that day when all around, all around you hear the dropping of the apples, one by one, from… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“We read the pagan sacred books with profit and delight. With myth and fable we are ever charmed, and find a pleasure… — Robert G. Ingersoll Copy Share Image
“She's a Sophomore. Her name is Autumn Elliot. What the hell kind of name is Autumn? Why don't they just call her… — Kody Keplinger Copy Share Image
“No sun—no moon! No morn—no noon— No dawn— No sky—no earthly view— No distance looking blue— No road—no street—no "t'other side the… — Thomas Hood Copy Share Image
“The road leading off campus was lined with hickory trees, their leaves so bright yellow they shone like fire, as if the… — Sarah Addison Allen Copy Share Image
Pressure without punching, it's kind of like the fall is coming, autumn is coming, and there's gonna be a lot of leaves… — Teddy Atlas Copy Share Image
Spring stands for when I met you, and you started to bloom like the trees in my garden. Summer stands for when… — Oksana Serdyuk Copy Share Image
There is a part of me that will forever want to be walking under autumn leaves, carrying a briefcase containing the works… — Roger Ebert Copy Share Image
“It looks like fallen petals, and it looks like rain. It looks like the sounds the birds make at dawn. It looks… — D. Smith Kaich Jones Copy Share Image
“Beings Trees in Autumn These trees in Buddhist saffron robes renouncing everything, becoming naked without fear, in win that is a part of them,… — Stephen Garneraas-Holmes Copy Share Image
Over the weekend the vultures got into the presidential palace by pecking through the screens on the balcony windows and the flapping… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“Mary had become anxious in her old age, and she hated being away from the house for long. She'd hold the girls'… — Sarah Addison Allen Copy Share Image
A moral character is attached to autumnal scenes; the leaves falling like our years, the flowers fading like our hours, the clouds… — François-René de Chateaubriand Copy Share Image
“The autumn air is chill and damp. As he does each morning at just about this time, Adolf Hitler emerges from the… — Bill O'Reilly Copy Share Image
“They felt the wings on their fingers and elbows flying, then, suddenly plunged in new sweeps of air, the clear autumn river… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“And Yet the Books And yet the books will be there on the shelves, separate beings, That appeared once, still wet As… — Czeslaw Milosz Copy Share Image
“Autumn used to be our favorite, drinking spiced apple cider between caramel apple kisses. Flannels and new love flickering in candlelight. So,… — Liz Newman Copy Share Image
A forest," William said, his expression distant. "Where the ground is dry soil and stone. Where tall trees grow and centuries of… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
“ Autumn Days Yellow, mellow, ripened days, Sheltered in a golden coating; O'er the dreamy, listless haze, White and dainty cloudlets floating;… — Will Carleton Copy Share Image
This, at last, was where things were as they ought to be. Everything was in its place -- the tree, the earth… — Jean Liedloff Copy Share Image
