Peitaho Heavy rains fall on Yuyen, the northland kingdom of swallows. White pages of rain envelop the sky, and fishing boats off… — Mao Zedong Copy Share Image
It's never too late to have a fling For autumn is just as nice as spring And it's never too late to… — Sandy Wilson Copy Share Image
“Rain always seems to me like a thousand little kisses from Heaven. - Regen kommen mir doch immer vor wie tausend kleine… — Elke Heinrich Copy Share Image
“The day was blossoming into a truly lovely example of autumn... the air was crisp, but the sun was warm” — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
I love to watch the fine mist of the night come on, The windows and the stars illumined, one by one, The… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
The foliage has been losing its freshness through the month of August, and here and there a yellow leaf shows itself like… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Autumn. A season. A girl. A memory. Autumn. Her eyes twinkled with mischief. Her smile was infectious. Her laugh was a cure.… — Akiah Watts Copy Share Image
Man knows that there are in the soul tints more bewildering, more numberless, and more nameless that the colors of an autumn… — Gilbert K. Chesterton Copy Share Image
Across the land a faint blue veil of mist Seems hung; the woods wear yet arrayment sober Till frost shall make them… — Siegfried Sassoon Copy Share Image
“My house completed, and tried and not found wanting by a first Cape Cod year, I went there to spend a fortnight… — Henry Beston Copy Share Image
“Autumn to winter, winter to spring, Spring into summer, summer into fall— So rolls the changing year, and so we change; Motion… — Sarah Ban Breathnach 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
All my films have always been released in the autumn, maybe because they're more melancholy to people. — Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu Copy Share Image
A second blow of many flowers appears, flowers faintly tinged and breathing no perfume; but fruits, not blossoms, form the woodland wreath… — James Grahame Copy Share Image
“Autumn afternoon: a sycamore leaf falls softly and rests on its own shadow” — Abbas Kiarostami Copy Share Image
There is no season when such pleasant and sunny spots may be lighted on, and produce so pleasant an effect on the… — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
But the air's so appetizin'; and the landscape through the haze Of a crisp and sunny morning of the airly autumn days… — James Whitcomb Riley Copy Share Image
Nothing is more fleeting than external form, which withers and alters like the flowers of the field at the appearance of autumn. — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
“Everything in the garden is dying, that’s what time of year it is. The leaves blaze and desiccate in their dying before… — Colson Whitehead Copy Share Image
Autumn teaches us that fruition is also death; that ripeness is a form of decay. The willows, having stood for so long… — Gretel Ehrlich Copy Share Image
“One Autumn night, in Sudbury town, Across the meadows bare and brown, The windows of the wayside inn Gleamed red with fire-light… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
