Autumn has come to northeast Montana. The vapor of one’s breath, the clarity of the stars, the smell of wood smoke, the… — Larry Watson Copy Share Image
And every year there is a brief, startling moment When we pause in the middle of a long walk home and Suddenly… — Edward Hirsch Copy Share Image
“In the autumn, the entire backyard became a mass of lollipop-yellow leaves, so bright they lit up the night like daylight. Birds… — Sarah Addison Allen Copy Share Image
In the winter you may want the summer; in the summer, you may want the autumn; in the autumn, you may want… — Mehmet Murat Ildan Copy Share Image
“She’d always adored autumn storms, from the quiet that came before the rain, when the birds and bugs went silent, to the… — Ami McKay Copy Share Image
Nightfall. “What a strange word. ‘Night’ I get. But ‘fall’ is a gentle word. Autumn leaves fall, swirling with languid grace To… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold… I see your lips, the summer kisses The… — Johnny Mercer Copy Share Image
“Autumn begins, autumn ends; winter begins, winter ends; spring begins, spring ends; summer begins, summer ends! It is good that they end,… — Mehmet Murat ildan Copy Share Image
“The soft scent of freshly fallen leaves tenderly permeated a forest ignited to a flaming brilliance with sizzling reds, burning oranges, and… — Craig D. Lounsbrough Copy Share Image
“The garden has wrapped itself in autumn haze. An unusual autumn, lacking that thrill of vegetal warmth when the sap is still… — Emil Dorian Copy Share Image
“November is usually such a disagreeable month...as if the year had suddenly found out that she was growing old and could do… — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
“It was a trap. Later, if I heard the song played on the radio or at a club, i would think of… — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
“The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest. Fleet foot… — Sir Walter Scott Copy Share Image
“Although it was autumn and not summer the dark-gold sunlight and the inky shadows, long and slender in the shape of felled… — John Banville Copy Share Image
“It was early autumn, then, before the snow began to fly. –(There’s an expression for you, born in the country, born from… — Howard O'Hagan Copy Share Image
I was twenty-one at the time, about to turn twenty-two. No prospect of graduating soon, and yet no reason to quit school.… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“Then came the first hint of fog, all silver and gold, and then more and more, turning grey and blue. Fog like… — Chiara Kilian Copy Share Image
Gardener's , like everyone else, live second by second and minute by minute. What we see at one particular moment is then… — Allen Lacy Copy Share Image
“Things are too full of life in the spring months. In the summer, they’re too strong and won’t let go. Autumn .… — Patrick Rothfuss Copy Share Image
The autumn hill gathers the remaining light, A flying bird chases after its companion. The green color is bright And brings me… — Wang Wei Copy Share Image
It was the way the autumn day looked into the high windows as it waned; the way the red light, breaking at… — Henry James Copy Share Image
I know people, I know towns, farms, hills and rivers and rocks, I know how the sun at sunset in autumn falls… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
I trust in Nature for the stable laws Of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant And Autumn garner to the end of… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
“I am part of your summers,” Alex says. “I’m part of this world, out here, in the middle of nowhere, with the… — Matthew J. Metzger Copy Share Image
Yes, the world may aspire to vacuousness, lost souls mourn beauty, insignificance surrounds us. Then let us drink a cup of tea.… — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
O, Winter! Put away thy snowy pride; O, Spring! Neglect the cowslip and the bell; O, Summer! Throw thy pears and plums… — Thomas Chatterton Copy Share Image
“Bay remembered the Waverley house full of pumpkin pie scents in the fall. There had been mountains of maple cakes with violets… — Sarah Addison Allen 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
I am struck by the simplicity of light in the atmosphere in the autumn, as if the earth absorbed none, and out… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
A life is a moment in season. A life is one snowfall. A life is one autumn day. A life is the… — Alan Lightman Copy Share Image
“FALL I've never liked orange not even a hint of yellow though that doesn't mean I'm derange, you know. but it's still… — Kynna Claire Copy Share Image
The grapes on a score of rolling hills are red with autumn flame. Across Sonoma Mountain wisps of sea fog are stealing.… — Jack London Copy Share Image
Clouds of insects danced and buzzed in the golden autumn light, and the air was full of the piping of the song-birds.… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
“Come, little leaves," said the Wind one day, "Come to the meadows with me and play. Put on your dresses of red… — George Cooper Copy Share Image
As artist Nature splashes color across the vast canvas of the sky with the radiance and splendor of sunrise and sunset. She… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
For a hundred and fifty years, in the pasture of dead horses, roots of pine trees pushed through the pale curves of… — Donald Hall Copy Share Image
The autumn wind is a pirate. Blustering in from sea with a rollicking song he sweeps along swaggering boisterously. His face is… — Steve Sabol Copy Share Image
Oh, good gigantic smile o' the brown old earth, This autumn morning! How he sets his bones To bask i' the sun,… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
October is nature's funeral month. Nature glories in death more than in life. The month of departure is more beautiful than the… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will… — John Muir Copy Share Image
