Beauty is the only thing that time cannot harm…

Beauty is the only thing that time cannot harm. Philosophies fall away like sand, creeds follow one another, but what is beautiful is a…

— Oscar Wilde

Philosophies fall away like sand, and creeds follow on another like the withered leaves of Autumn.

— Oscar Wilde

“What is beautiful is a joy for all seasons and a possession for all eternity.”

— Oscar Wilde

No matter what we are, and what we sing, Time finds a withered leaf in every laurel

— Edwin Arlington Robinson

Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth! And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as…

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

O'er hill and field October's glories fade; O'er hill and field the blackbirds southward fly; The brown leaves rustle down the forest glade, Where…

— George Arnold

There was a frosty rime upon the trees, which, in the faint light of the clouded moon, hung upon the smaller branches like dead…

— Charles Dickens

Conjugal love, or the friendship of spouses, persists after sexual desires have weakened, withered, and disappeared.

— Mortimer Adler

Fading, with the Night, the memory of a dead love, and the withered leaves of a blighted hope, and the sickly repinings and moody…

— Lewis Carroll

Oh, would that my mind could let fall its dead ideas, as the tree does its withered leaves! And without too many regrets, if…

— Andre Gide

Death, lonely death, Beneath the withered leaves.

— Federico Garcia Lorca

The most affluent may be stripped of all, and find his worldly comforts, like so many withered leaves, dropping from him.

— Laurence Sterne

On me, on me Time and change can heap no more! The painful past with blighting grief Hath left my heart a withered leaf.…

— Richard Henry Horne

Oh, would that my mind could let fall its dead ideas, as the tree does its withered leaves!

— Andre Gide

“Christ is the desire of nations, the joy of angels, the delight of the Father. What solace then must that soul be filled with,…

— Randy Alcorn