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
“Mrs. Miniver suddenly understood why she was enjoying the forties so much better than she had enjoyed the thirties: it was the… — Jan Struther 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
There was once a boy who wrote a song on a autumn day the wind was blowing gently in his face thoughts… — Ryan Davies Copy Share Image
“Summer, in pursuit of greener pastures, packed its bags and left New Hampshire, ushering autumn to Red Grove. Overnight, the trees grew… — Genevieve Jack Copy Share Image
I see, when I bend close, how each leaflet of a climbing rose is bordered with frost, the autumn counterpart of the… — Edwin Way Teale Copy Share Image
“Daylight...In my mind, the night faded. It was daytime and the neighborhood was busy. Miss Stephenie Crawford crossed the street to tell… — Harper Lee Copy Share Image
“Early this morning I read about your autumn, and all the colors you brought into your letter were changed back in my… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“Diffugere Nives Horace, Odes, iv, 7 The snows are fled away, leaves on the shaws And grasses in the mead renew their… — A.E. Housman Copy Share Image
“Reluctance Out through the fields and the woods And over the walls I have wended; I have climbed the hills of view… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
It is a delicious thing to write, to be no longer yourself but to move in an entire universe of your own… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“Outside, with Labor Day having come and gone, summer is fighting a dying battle against the fall air. The leaves are hanging… — Allison Winn Scotch Copy Share Image
“Something about the time of year depressed him deeply. Overcast skies and cutting wind, leaves falling, dusk falling, dark too soon, night… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“The ripe, the golden month has come again, and in Virginia the chinkapins are falling. Frost sharps the middle music of the… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
“To lift an autumn hair is no sign of great strength; to see the sun and moon is no sign of sharp… — Sun Tzu Copy Share Image
Some people fall head over heels. Other people begin to fall without even knowing it—love grows like a spring flower beneath last… — Elizabeth Chandler Copy Share Image
“How soon do you think it is? Time will tell me. When it's autumn, the leaves fall. When the time comes, I'll… — J.R. Richard Copy Share Image
Why is it that so many of us persist in thinking that autumn is a sad season? Nature has merely fallen asleep,… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
And now, my poor old woman, why are you crying so bitterly? It is autumn. The leaves are falling from the trees… — Mervyn Peake Copy Share Image
Summer fades; the first cold, Northern air Sweeps, like hatred, through still days - The August heat now gone elsewhere, To Southern,… — Trevor Howard Copy Share Image
“He felt alone, prey to the tedium, to the dreariness of time, especially at the approach of twilight which, during those late-autumn… — Georges Rodenbach Copy Share Image
“Autumn always fascinated me—so much beauty in dying. Leaves holding on until the bitter end, finally going down in a blaze of… — Myra Mcentire Copy Share Image
Spring comes with flowers, autumn with the moon, summer with the breeze, winter with snow. When idle concerns don't fill your thoughts,… — Wumen Huikai Copy Share Image
The damps of autumn sink into the leaves and prepare them for the necessity of their fall; and thus insensibly are we,… — Walter Savage Landor Copy Share Image
“Qhuinn didn't know what the fuck was up. People fucking poofing it in and out of the fucking foyer, shit going south...… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
Of no distemper, of no blast he died, But fell like autumn fruit that mellow'd long,- Even wonder'd at, because he dropp'd… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Two sounds of autumn are unmistakable...the hurrying rustle of crisp leaves blown along the street...by a gusty wind, and the gabble of… — Hal Borland Copy Share Image
An extra yawn one morning in the springtime, an extra snooze one night in the autumn is all that we ask in… — Winston Churchill Copy Share Image
The autumn always gets me badly, as it breaks into colours. I want to go south, where there is no autumn, where… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
Some brave chrysanthemums still stood in the country gardens, but they looked like bedraggled survivors of a battle, barely able to hold… — Patricia Moyes Copy Share Image
“The crickets felt it was their duty to warn everybody that summertime cannot last for ever. Even on the most beautiful days… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Don't you love New York in the fall? It makes me want to buy school supplies. I would send you a bouquet… — Nora Ephron Copy Share Image
“I was drinking in the surroundings: air so crisp you could snap it with your fingers and greens in every lush shade… — Wendy Delsol Copy Share Image
The Sussex lanes were very lovely in the autumn ... spendthrift gold and glory of the year-end ... earth scents and the… — Monica Baldwin Copy Share Image
Few people younger than me know that it was once normal to see fields white with mushrooms, or rivers black with eels… — George Monbiot Copy Share Image
“they all listened intently and passed the story on in shades as varied as the turning leaves on the autumn beeches; on… — Tessa Harris Copy Share Image
She smashes her knuckles into winter As autumn's wind fades into black She is the saint of all the sinners, the one… — Billie Joe Armstrong Copy Share Image
Of the blessings set before you make your choice, and be content. No man can taste the fruits of autumn while he… — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
![“How soon do you think it is? Time will tell me. When it's autumn, the leaves fall. When the time comes, I'll know it. [Responding to a question about when he will start throwing his slider in his attempt to comeback from a career-ending stroke.]” quote by J.R. Richard](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/336/j-r-richard-244640_autumn_how-soon-do-you-think-it-is-time-will-te_2024065.jpg)
