“The literati in their cellars Perform semantic tarantellas. I wish I did it half as well as them.” — Al Stewart Copy Share Image
“Autumn...the year's last, loveliest smile." [ Indian Summer ]” — John Howard Bryant Copy Share Image
“Each golden day was cherished to the full, for one had the feeling that each must be the last. Tomorrow it would… — Elizabeth Enright Copy Share Image
“It was an Indian summer afternoon in Indiana, a rare gift. We walked home slowly. I thought Mom might be wrong about… — Haven Kimmel Copy Share Image
The Indian Summer of life should be a little sunny and a little sad, like the season, and infinite in wealth and… — Henry Adams Copy Share Image
“Goddamnit, in your Love Fever I am suffering from Heart Tumor You must be adept …you Pretty Charmer I am falling for… — Heenashree Khandelwal Copy Share Image
It was Indian summer, a bluebird sort of day as we call it in the north, warm and sunny, without a breath… — Sigurd F. Olson Copy Share Image
“Then a severe frost succeeds which prepares it to receive the voluminous coat of snow which is soon to follow; though it… — H. St. John de Crèvecoeur Copy Share Image
The perfect weather of Indian Summer lengthened and lingered, warm sunny days were followed by brisk nights with Halloween a presentiment in… — Wallace Stegner Copy Share Image
“Each day the sun shone, the birds lingered, though the trees were turning, purely out of habit, and their rose and yellow… — Elizabeth Enright Copy Share Image
“Indian summer comes gently, folds over the hills and valleys as softly as the fall of a leaf on a windless day.… — Gladys Taber Copy Share Image
“Sjøen lå speilblank igår og den ligger speilblank idag. Det er indian summer og varme på øen – og o hvor det… — Knut Hamsun Copy Share Image
Then in October, Indian Summer, the air turned so soft, the sunlight so fragile, and each day's loveliness so poignantly doomed that… — David James Duncan Copy Share Image
Yes, this is what I thought adulthood would be, a kind of long indian summer, a state of tranquility, of calm incuriousness,… — John Banville Copy Share Image
“I likened her to the slender PSYCHÉ and judged that the perfection of her face ennobled everything unclean around her: The dusty… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
Lyric night of the lingering Indian Summer, Shadowy fields that are scentless but full of singing, Never a bird, but the passionless… — Sara Teasdale Copy Share Image
“That was when Angel Wells became a fiction writer, whether he knew it or not. That's when he learned how to make… — John Irving Copy Share Image
When the leaves fall, the whole earth is a cemetery pleasant to walk in. . . . How beautifully they go to… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
“His hair, at first glance, appears merely dark, but upon closer inspection is actually many strands of chestnut brown, gold, and black.… — Meg Cabot Copy Share Image
“Outside, the night was settling fast. I liked the peace and the silence of the countryside, with its fading alpenglow and darkling… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“Yesterday the sea was as smooth as a mirror; it is smooth as a mirror today. The island is having an Indian… — Knut Hamsun Copy Share Image
“Sometimes he comes to me in my dreams, and I wonder if ironically all our stories were written on his skin back… — James Lee Burke Copy Share Image
“Another day the ladybugs arrive. Thousands of them, soaking up the sun on the back door. It’s an Indian summer day, warm,… — Mary Kubica Copy Share Image
When the leaves fall, the whole earth is a cemetery pleasant to walk in. I love to wander and muse over them… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
“It was a beautiful Indian summer morning and perfect for savoring a few extra minutes in bed. There was a breeze blowing… — Nancy B. Brewer Copy Share Image
“Indian summer is like a woman. Ripe, hotly passionate, but fickle, she comes and goes as she pleases so that one is… — Grace Metalious 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
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