All-cheering Plenty, with her flowing horn, Led yellow Autumn, wreath'd with nodding corn. — Robert Burns Copy Share Image
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs,… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
Autumn finally arrived. And when it did, I came to a decision. Something had to give: I couldn't keep on living like… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“There's something to walking with autumnal thoughts through the evening fog. One likes to compose poems at a time like that.” — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
Behold the grapes and all the fruits that Autumn gives today, As robed in red and gold, she rules, the Empress of… — Henry Abbey Copy Share Image
Why I so much prefer autumn to spring is that in the autumn one looks at heaven--in the spring at the earth. — Soren Kierkegaard Copy Share Image
The first breath of autumn was in the air, a prodigal feeling, a feeling of wanting, taking, and keeping before it is… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
If he does go, the change will be doleful. Suppose he should be absent spring, summer, and autumn: how joyless sunshine and… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“Small unhurt sorrows approach the hospitals and every day the dead take off a suit of blood. The architectures of frost, the… — Federico García Lorca Copy Share Image
All who have travelled through the delicious scenery of North Devon must needs know the little white town of Bideford, which slopes… — Charles Kingsley Copy Share Image
October, here's to you. Here's to the heady aroma of the frost-kissed apples, the winey smell of ripened grapes, the wild-as-the-wind smell… — Ken Weber Copy Share Image
“In the summer the place was verdant with life, in the autumn it was splashed with color, in the winter it was… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“October made the leaves on Main Street fit for a crown. They dripped from the trees in jewel-toned shades: yellow and orange… — Natalie Lloyd Copy Share Image
Besides the Autumn poets sing, A few prosaic days, A little this side of the snow, And that side of the Haze...,… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
The trees are Indian Princes, But soon they'll turn to Ghosts; The scanty pears and apples Hang russet on the bough; Its… — William Allingham Copy Share Image
Simplicity is the character of the spring of life, costliness becomes its autumn; but a neatness and purity, like that of the… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
“The ox hath therefore stretch'd his yoke in vain, The ploughman lost his sweat; and the green corn Hath rotted ere his… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Autumn is the season of subtractions, the Japanese art of taking more and more away to charge the few things that remain.… — Pico Iyer Copy Share Image
Peter curled his hands into fists at his sides. 'Kiss me,' he said. She leaned towards him slowly, until her face was… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“Meanwhile the colonel followed the mad woman, and by a strange effect of the superexcitation of his senses, saw her in the… — Erckmann-Chatrian Copy Share Image
Just when summer gets perfect-fresh nights, soft sun, casual breezes, crushingly full and quietly cooling trees, empty beaches, and free weekends- it… — Joan D. Chittister Copy Share Image
For it is only framed in space that beauty blooms. Only in space are events and objects and people unique and significant-and… — Anne Morrow Lindbergh Copy Share Image
The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat… — Natalie Babbitt Copy Share Image
I hated him for as long as I could. But then I realized that loving him...that was a part of me, and… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
There ought to be gardens for all months in the year, in which, severally, things of beauty may be then in season. — Francis Bacon Copy Share Image
The music of the far-away summer flutters around the Autumn seeking its former nest. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
“I can see the young man on dizzily autumn mornings, the fog of which he inhaled just like the rapidly evaporating freedom.” — Imre Kertész Copy Share Image
Sing a song of seasons; something bright in all, flowers in the summer, fires in the fall. — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
0 summer friendship, whose flat-tering leaves shadowed us in our prosperity, With the least gust, drop off in the autumn of adversity. — Philip Massinger Copy Share Image
Even a man who's pure in heart And says his prayers by night, May become a wolf when the wolfbane blooms And… — Curt Siodmak Copy Share Image
“Decline is also a form of voluptuousness, just like growth. Autumn is just as sensual as springtime. There is as much greatness… — Iwan Goll Copy Share Image
“The days passed on, the weeks passed on, and the track of the golden autumn wound its bright way visibly through the… — Collins Wilkie Copy Share Image
The President needs me at the White House. It's autumn, you know, and the leaves need raking. — Spiro T. Agnew Copy Share Image
South Carolina is in the spring a paradise, in the summer a hell, and in the autumn a hospital. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Ere, in the northern gale, The summer tresses of the trees are gone, The woods of Autumn, all around our vale, Have… — William C. Bryant Copy Share Image
O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being. Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
From dawn to dusk, winter to spring, summer & autumn; the contrasts of nature refresh the mind & renew our sense of balance — Phil Harding Copy Share Image
“Autumn leaf waits for autumn wind to reach the unreachable places; wise mind waits for silence for the same reason!” — Mehmet Murat ildan Copy Share Image
The best kiss in nature is not between Romeo and Juliet, but it is between a dying autumn leaf and a shiny… — Mehmet Murat Ildan Copy Share Image
I saw old autumn in the misty morn Stand shadowless like silence, listening To silence. — Thomas Hood Copy Share Image
