Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
It's autumn ... and everybody feels like a disembodied spirit then. — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
“I looked up through a scatter of fluttering leaves silhouetted against the rosy autumn sunset.” — Ben Carson Copy Share Image
“Under the stillness of an old tree - a monk sits in silence, the oak sheds it's leaves.” — Meeta Ahluwalia Copy Share Image
“It's always the same when I feel the autumn coming. I want to be up and away somewhere, over the hills and… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“All autumn, the chafe and jar of nuclear war; we have talked our extinction to death. I swim like a minnow behind… — Robert Lowell Copy Share Image
“Odd names: Winter, Autumn—they almost sound as if someone just made them up.” —Dubb” — Richard Due Copy Share Image
Since you went away the days grow long and soon. I'll hear old winter's song but I miss you most of all,… — Eva Cassidy Copy Share Image
“What I know is nothing but that we are a spring path of autumn light carved into a river of ancient singing.” — Heather K. O'Hara Copy Share Image
Looking about I see no cherry blossoms And no crimson leaves A straw-thatched hut by a bay In the autumn dusk. — Fujiwara no Teika 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
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
“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
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
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
“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
And, after boasting this way of my tolerance, I come to the admission that it has a limit. Conduct may be founded… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
What if the leaves were to fall a-weeping, and say, "It will be so painful for us to be pulled from our… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
You wonder what I am doing? Well, so do I, in truth. Days seem to dawn, suns to shine, evenings to follow,… — T. E. Lawrence Copy Share Image
“Caught in the doldrums of August we may have regretted the departing summer, having sighed over the vanished strawberries and all that… — Denis Mackail Copy Share Image
“... the extraordinary autumn weather that always comes as a surprise, when the sun hangs low and gives more heat than in… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
Our feelings probably are not less strong at fifty than they were ten or fifteen years before; but they have changed their… — Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley Copy Share Image
“Use what you have, use what the world gives you. Use the first day of fall: bright flame before winter's deadness; harvest;… — Shauna Niequist Copy Share Image
“Lord, we thank you for who you are. We thank you for the autumn and all the beautiful colours it brings. Thank… — David Holdsworth Copy Share Image
The once red leaf, the last of its clan, that dances as often as dance it can. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
What a simple thing death is, just as simple as the falling of an autumn leaf. — Vincent Van Gogh Copy Share Image
When bounteous autumn rears her head, he joys to pull the ripened pear. — John Dryden Copy Share Image
