A wind has blown the rain away and blown the sky away and all the leaves away, and the trees stand. I… — e. e. cummings Copy Share Image
There are rainy days in autumn and stormy days in winter when the rocking chair in front of the fire simply demands… — Theodore Roosevelt Copy Share Image
In warlike pomp, with banners flowing, The regiments of autumn stood: I saw their gold and scarlet glowing From every hillside, every… — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share Image
The Taste Of Oranges The Walk In Frost The Golden Sunlight The Beauty Of Autumn Colors The Magic Of Wet Red Leaves… — Babloo Copy Share Image
The leaves fall patiently Nothing remembers or grieves The river takes to the sea The yellow drift of leaves. — Sara Teasdale Copy Share Image
The stripped and shapely Maple grieves The ghosts of her Departed leaves. The ground is hard, As hard as stone. The year… — John Updike Copy Share Image
There is so much beauty in autumn and so much wisdom; so much separation and so much sorrow! — Mehmet Murat Ildan Copy Share Image
Spring is strictly sentimental, self-regarding; but I burn more careless in the autumn bonfire. — Sylvia Townsend Warner Copy Share Image
“Grief lingers, and the ache of loss; those things don't change. But seeping into every leaf, a little guilty burns away each… — Sean Stewart Copy Share Image
The artist needs to sit patiently at the feet of Nature in all Her moods and nuances and silently develop the skills… — Robert Genn Copy Share Image
“The over-ripe, golden autumn which had taken hold of the town tugged at our heartstrings. The nomadic life makes you sensitive to… — Nicolas Bouvier Copy Share Image
Autumn arrives like a warrior with the stain of blood upon his brazen mail. His crimson scarf is rent. His scarlet banner… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
In California in the early Spring, There are pale yellow mornings, when the mist burns slowly into day, The air stings like… — Robert Hass Copy Share Image
“The autumn leaves blazed a trail down the mountainside, spilling into a pool of cornfields outside of town. Mesmerized by nature’s beauty… — Anita Estes Copy Share Image
When autumn comes, it doesn't ask. It just walks in, where it left you last. And you never know, when it starts;… — John Mayer Copy Share Image
He is no longer a city dweller who has even once in his life caught a ruff or seen how, on clear… — Anton Chekhov 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
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
“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
“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
“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
“It was Friday, so the farmers' market was in full autumnal swing, a sea of potted chrysanthemums and bushel after bushel of… — Julia Glass Copy Share Image
It is only by spring that the death of the autumns returns. What about winter, which is death? When the pure snow… — Sorin Cerin Copy Share Image
Talent has the four seasons: spring, that is to say, the sowing of the seeds; summer, growth; autumn, the harvest; winter, intellectual… — Robert Green Ingersoll Copy Share Image
Every season hath its pleasure; Spring may boast her flowery prime, Yet the vineyard's ruby treasuries Brighten Autumn's sob'rer time. — Thomas Moore Copy Share Image
There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“After savouring a riot of hues you find pleasure in bland pastels. From a magic spell to naked stark Truth.. O' Assiduous… — Monika Ajay Kaul Copy Share Image
“I saw my body and my daily motions as brief coherences and articulations of the energy of the place, which would fall… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
I love the autumn for its sense of melancholy seems to strike my need for sadness. There is poetry in the dying… — Kyffin Williams Copy Share Image
Inside of us, there's a continual autumn. Our leaves fall and are blown out over the water. — Rumi Copy Share Image
“This world- To what may I liken it? To autumn fields lit dimly in the dusk by lightning flashes.” — Minamoto Yuu Copy Share Image
“I tell myself relationships are hard work. No one is perfect. There's no such thing as happily ever after.” — Laura Nowlin Copy Share Image
“But frost, like the crystallized dreams of autumn, began to coat the clearing with its sugar glaze.” — Victoria Logue Copy Share Image
When, in the autumn of 1947, I was fired from the first and only job I have ever held, I wanted one… — William Styron Copy Share Image
It's a Beautiful Saturday! It's beautiful, it's Saturday and the air is sweet with the last of Autumn. Go out and enjoy… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The scarlet of the maples can shake me like a cry Of bugles going by. And my lonely spirit thrills To see… — Bliss Carman Copy Share Image
New York in spring and autumn is absolutely beautiful, but the winter is absolutely depressing. — Joel Robuchon Copy Share Image
“God is the fruit of the soul, as we harvest our inner wealth. He is the holy wine, as we keep drinking… — Jayita Bhattacharjee Copy Share Image
anyone lived in a pretty how town (with up so floating many bells down) spring summer autumn winter he sang his didn't… — e. e. cummings Copy Share Image
Autumn is full of leave-taking. In September the swallows are chattering of destination and departure like a crowd of tourists. — Mary Webb Copy Share Image
