Autumn Quote by Jules Barbey d'Aurevilly Download Open image ““Night, which in Autumn seems to fall from the sky so suddenly, chilled us...”” — Jules Barbey d'Aurevilly ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.5 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare Autumn Night
“Warmth, warmth, more warmth! For we are dying of cold and not darkness. It is not the night that kills, but the frost.” — Miguel de Unamuno Copy Share Image
“The evening wasn’t cold yet... But the air was turning sharp, with a fall feeling of loneliness coming. Something unaccountable pending in the air.” — Kent Haruf Copy Share Image
“A warm puff of air against my cheek rouses me from my sleep, reminding me that no matter how sunny it seemed as I… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Winter is coming, and when the Long Night falls, only the Night’s Watch will stand between the realm and the darkness that sweeps from… — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“We must endure our thoughts all night, until the bright obvious stands motionless in cold.” — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
“The air is cold and dusk has descended. In the distance lightning flickers and a far away rumble of thunder awakens my thoughts and… — Donna Lynn Hope Copy Share Image
“I could feel the bite of the autumn air, warning us all of the harsh winter that was on its way.” — Jennifer Starzec Copy Share Image
“The world know it not; but you, Autumn, I confess it: your wind at night-fall stabs deep into my heart” — Murasaki Shikibu Copy Share Image
“The night is cool, maybe fifty degrees, and ambivalent breezes rustle palmfronds, spread exhaust.” — Martin Seay Copy Share Image
“She was one of those women of good family who no longer exist, elegant, distinguished, and haughty, whose pallor and thinness seem to say,… — Jules Barbey d'Aurevilly Copy Share Image
“In Paris, where raillery is so quick to throw emotion out the window, silence, in a roomful of clever people after a story, is… — Jules Barbey d'Aurevilly Copy Share Image
“Beauty is single. Only ugliness is multiple, and even then its multiplicity is soon exhausted.” — Jules Barbey d'Aurevilly Copy Share Image
“For with dandies, a joke is the only way of making yourself respected.” — Jules Barbey d'Aurevilly Copy Share Image
“Extreme civilization robs crime of its frightful poetry, and prevents the writer from restoring it. That would be too dreadful, say those good souls… — Jules Barbey d'Aurevilly Copy Share Image
“And, in fact, if these crimes appeal less to the senses, they appeal more to the mind; and the mind, in the last analysis,… — Jules Barbey d'Aurevilly Copy Share Image
“Now, Mesnilgrand saw himself come to full maturity without the great military career that he had hoped for, his sword rusting in its scabbard,… — Jules Barbey d'Aurevilly Copy Share Image
“My good fellow,” said Mesnil, stopping, “ever since the creation of the world there have been men like me specially intended to astonish men...men… — Jules Barbey d'Aurevilly Copy Share Image
“Dandies, who – as you know - scorn all emotions as being beneath them, and do not believe, like that simpleton Goethe, that astonishment… — Jules Barbey d'Aurevilly Copy Share Image
“For – as everyone knows – in libertinism bad taste is a potent force. ("A Woman's Vengeance")” — Jules Barbey d'Aurevilly Copy Share Image
“The Devil teaches women what they are – or they would teach it to the Devil if he did not know.” — Jules Barbey d'Aurevilly 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