The other one he loved like a slave, like a madman and like a beggar. Why? Ask the dust on the road… — Knut Hamsun Copy Share Image
How fugitive and brief is mortal life between the budding and the falling leaf. — Thomas Bailey Aldrich Copy Share Image
The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly changes from the summer cottons into its winter woods. — Henry Beston Copy Share Image
“It’s not that we have to quit this life one day, it’s how many things we have to quit all at once:… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
There are days I drop words of comfort on myself like falling leaves and remember that it is enough to be taken… — Brian Andreas Copy Share Image
“For a moment I was dizzied by the impulse to leave her there: shove the techs' hands away, shout at hovering morgue… — Tana French Copy Share Image
A few days ago I walked along the edge of the lake and was treated to the crunch and rustle of leaves… — Eric Sloane Copy Share Image
One happy day for every falling leaf you catch. Sam's voice was low. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
