Autumn Quote by Faith Baldwin Download Open image “Autumn burned brightly, a running flame through the mountains, a torch flung to the trees.” — Faith Baldwin ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.6 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare Autumn Burned Flames Mountain Running Torches Tree Trees
Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt. — William Allingham Copy Share Image
A hidden fire burns perpetually upon the hearth of the world.... In autumn this great conflagration becomes especially manifest. Then the flame that is… — Hugh Macmillan Copy Share Image
The pines were roaring on the height, The wind was moaning in the night. The fire was red, it flaming spread; The trees like… — JRR Tolkien Copy Share Image
Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods, And day by day the dead leaves fall and melt, And night by night the monitory… — William Allingham Copy Share Image
The spirit of the year, like bacchant crowned, With lighted torch goes careless on his way; And soon bursts into flame the maple's spray,… — Edith M. Thomas Copy Share Image
“Standing under the shelter of a cedar tree, I stared at the fire crackling as it burned through the fallen logs and twigs that… — Susan L. Marshall Copy Share Image
Autumn is the American season. In Europe the leaves turn yellow or brown, and fall. Here they take fire on the trees and hang… — Archibald MacLeish Copy Share Image
A few drops sprinkled on the torch of love make the flame blaze the brighter. — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
“Autumn calls the forest to rest, to exhale in a flood of colors rubbed to a fiery warmth on the hearth of both hill… — Craig D. Lounsbrough Copy Share Image
“Our bonfire burns brightly, alighting our hot harvest. Scarce seeds of winter's heat, as its first dawn inflames. Sprouting into a plant that roots… — Susan L. Marshall Copy Share Image
The shadow of fear and uncertainty lies over most of us; for us the future seems far from being as clear and open as… — Faith Baldwin Copy Share Image
“It seems to me that few people walk their ways with deliberation, stopping every so often to delight in the seasons and in the… — Faith Baldwin Copy Share Image
One of the dreariest spots on life's road is the point of conviction that nothing will ever again happen to you. — Faith Baldwin Copy Share Image
Every generation proclaims that each must lead his own life, but seldom grants the subsequent generation the right to lead theirs. — Faith Baldwin Copy Share Image
I have learned over a period of time to be almost unconsciously grateful--as a child is--for a sunny day, blue water, flowers in a… — Faith Baldwin Copy Share Image
Character builds slowly, but it can be torn down within incredible swiftness. — Faith Baldwin Copy Share Image
“What I have learned from the year past is something about miracles--miracles of healing and answered prayer and unexpected happy endings. Each came quietly… — Faith Baldwin Copy Share Image
“Late last year, I spoke to a group of young married people, all its members very perturbed about the world in which we live,… — Faith Baldwin Copy Share Image
There's nothing like fishing to pass the time and to incline toward a sort of magnificent stupidity in which nothing matters but tackle, bait,… — Faith Baldwin Copy Share Image
You cannot contribute anything to the ideal condition of mind and heart known as Brotherhood, however much you preach, posture, or agree, unless you… — Faith Baldwin Copy Share Image
This, at last, was where things were as they ought to be. Everything was in its place -- the tree, the earth underneath, the… — Jean Liedloff Copy Share Image
The American spring is by no means so agreeable as the American autumn; both move with faltering step, and slow; but this lingering pace,… — Frances Trollope Copy Share Image
“Flowers that had bloomed brilliant from spring through autumn blackened under the killing frost.” — Nora Roberts 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 a riddle… — Kynna Claire Copy Share Image
The trees change their voices in autumn as well as their shapes. No longer do they whisper to one another in muffled tones as… — Patience Strong Copy Share Image
You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“The crickets felt it was their duty to warn everybody that summertime cannot last for ever. Even on the most beautiful days in the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
He found himself wondering at times, especially in the autumn, about the wild lands, and strange visions of mountains that he had never seen… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Easter blessings All life’s sacrifices like autumn leaves awaken our senses and power to love and be whole Our Mother Earth, Our Father Sky… — Ramon Ravenswood Copy Share Image
The lush green of the fields became a rich gold that swayed sturdily under the wind and fell at last before the hands of… — Martha Ostenso Copy Share Image
The ascent of any route begins, in dreams at least, the autumn before. Our minds ring, involuntarily, with the alluring names of mountains, aiguilles,… — Gaston Rebuffat Copy Share Image