August Quote by Denis Mackail

“At this dim season of the year we hunger for such tales. Winter's tales, they are. We want to huddle round them, as if…

— Margaret Atwood

“On increasingly warm nice days I liked to sit toward noon on the bench encircling the cherry tree and look at the bare trees,…

— Adalbert Stifter

“In the spring, the little flowers came out obediently in the meads, and the dew sparkled, and the birds sang. In the summer it…

— Anonymous

“It was one of those summers you’re nostalgic for even before it passes. Pale, bled skies. Thunderstorms in the night. Sour-smelling dawns. It brought…

— Kevin Barry

“The soft scent of freshly fallen leaves tenderly permeated a forest ignited to a flaming brilliance with sizzling reds, burning oranges, and electric yellows.…

— Craig D. Lounsbrough

“AUTUMNAL Pale amber sunlight falls across The reddening October trees, That hardly sway before a breeze As soft as summer: summer's loss Seems little,…

— Ernest Dowson

“First Snow The snow began here this morning and all day continued, its white rhetoric everywhere calling us back to why, how, whence such beauty…

— mary oliver

“At the lip of a cliff, I look out over Lake Superior, through the bare branches of birches and the snow-covered branches of aspens…

— Marya Hornbacher

“Thoughtful for Winter’s future sorrow, Its gloom and scarcity; Prescient to-day, of want to-morrow, Toiled quiet Memory. ’Tis she that from each transient pleasure…

— Charlotte Brontë

“The sun is beautiful, long and low on the horizon like it’s stretching itself, like it’s shaking off a nap, and I know underneath…

— Lauren Oliver

“How I used to love the dark, sad evenings of late autumn and winter, how eagerly I imbibed their moods of loneliness and melancholy…

— Hermann Hesse

“Steam rising underneath a canopy of whispering, changing aspens; starlight in the clear, dark night, and wondrous beauty in every direction. If only all…

— Donna Lynn Hope