“Her eyes were of different colors, the left as brown as autumn, the right as gray as Atlantic wind. Both seemed alive… — Tim Willocks Copy Share Image
“Autumns reward western Kansas for the evils that the remaining seasons impose: winter's rough Colorado winds and hip-high, sheep-slaughtering snows; the slushes… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
Sonnet XXV Before I loved you, love, nothing was my own: I wavered through the streets, among Objects: Nothing mattered or had… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
Those final weeks, spanning end of summer and the beginning of another autumn, are blurred in memory, perhaps because our understanding of… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
“A boy trudged down the sidewalk dragging a fishing pole behind him. A man stood waiting with his hands on his hips.… — Harper Lee Copy Share Image
“Autumn is Nature's last party of the year. And dressing for the occasion, forests don their brightest attire, while the creatures follow… — Debra Welsh Copy Share Image
“I knew by the signs it would be a hard winter. The hollies bore a heavy crop of berries and birds stripped… — Sarah Micklem Copy Share Image
“Four seasons fill the measure of the year; There are four seasons in the mind of Man: He has his lusty Spring,… — John Keats Copy Share Image
There is only one thing about which I shall have no regrets when my life ends. I have savored to the full… — Agnes Sligh Turnbull Copy Share Image
“Fruitful. Lusty. Wild. Revealing. Every day a brilliant reminder of how nothing stays the same, every day an exercise in variability, resilience,… — Shellen Lubin Copy Share Image
