Destruction Quote by Jim Tully

The trees called to me, urging me to abandon what I knew and vanish into the oncoming night. It was a desire that had…

— Maggie Stiefvater

Those hours given over to basking in the glow of an imagined future, of being carried away in streams of promise by a love…

— Mark Strand

“The summer ended. Day by day, and taking its time, the summer ended. The noises in the street began to change, diminish, voices became…

— James Baldwin

The moths beat themselves to death against the lights. Adding their breeze to the summer nights.

— Modest Mouse

“When the leaves began to fall, all the visitors were gone, and the whistle from the train passing through Orange gave a long, lonesome,…

— Edna Lewis

Unnoticed, the passage has occurred; as I brood, autumn dusk dewdrops fall on my pillow. The voices of insects and the deer by the…

— Princess Shikishi

Summer ends now; now, barbarous in beauty, the Stooks arise Around; up above, what wind-walks! what lovely behavior Of silk-sack clouds! Has wilder, willful-waiver…

— Gerard Manley Hopkins

“When, on a summer evening, the melodious sky growls like a tawny lion, and everyone is complaining of the storm, it is the memory…

— Marcel Proust

Fly away, pretty moth, to the shade Of the leaf where you slumbered all day; Be content with the moon and the stars, pretty…

— Thomas Haynes Bayly

Weird, isn't it Somehow in the dead of winter when its 40 below, so cold your words just freeze in the air, you think…

— Andrew Schneider

“After that hard winter, one could not get enough of the nimble air. Every morning I wakened with a fresh consciousness that winter was…

— Willa Cather

The cool wind blew in my face and all at once I felt as if I had shed dullness from myself. Before me lay…

— Burl Ives