It looked like the world was covered in a cobbler crust of brown sugar and cinnamon. — Sarah Addison Allen Copy Share Image
I have no more patience for this Europe where Autumn wears the face of Spring and Spring reeks of misery. — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
“William got up and went over to the window. Outside, the autumn fields lay pleasingly striped with stubble and speckled with partridges.” — Joanna Trollope Copy Share Image
“Winter, spring and summer did not accommodate themselves to one's mood as autumn did. They lacked its gentleness.” — Elizabeth Goudge Copy Share Image
Listen! the wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves, we have had our summer evenings, now for October eves! — Humbert Wolfe Copy Share Image
Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt. — William Allingham 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
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
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
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
Unnoticed, the passage has occurred; as I brood, autumn dusk dewdrops fall on my pillow. The voices of insects and the deer… — Princess Shikishi Copy Share Image
She had only to stand in the orchard, to put her hand on a little crab tree and look up at the… — Willa Cather 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
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
...for those whose favorite season is autumn with its days of cloudless sky, of spacious and clear, far-flung panoramas - those who… — Charlton Ogburn Copy Share Image
“The Spinning Year by Stewart Stafford Warm days, leaves of green, Winter's looming touch between, Harvesting in chill of night, Spiders crawl… — Stewart Stafford Copy Share Image
The Unitarian Church has done more than any other church to substitute character for creed, and to say that a man should… — Robert Green Ingersoll Copy Share Image
“In my own shire, if I was sad Homely comforters I had: The earth, because my heart was sore, Sorrowed for the… — A.E. Housman Copy Share Image
Beautiful is old age—beautiful as the slow-dropping mellow autumn of a rich glorious summer. In the old man, Nature has fulfilled her… — James Anthony Froude Copy Share Image
They may bring their fattest cattle and richest fruits to the fair, but they are all eclipsed by the show of men.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
It was one of those perfect New York October afternoons, when the explosion of oranges and yellows against the bright blue sky… — Sarah Dunn Copy Share Image
“In an old family album Ever again you return, Melancholy, O meekness of the solitary soul. A golden day glows and expires.… — Anonymous 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
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
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
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
“But frost, like the crystallized dreams of autumn, began to coat the clearing with its sugar glaze.” — Victoria Logue 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
“This world- To what may I liken it? To autumn fields lit dimly in the dusk by lightning flashes.” — Minamoto Yuu 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
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
“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
“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
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
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 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
