Autumn Quote by Khalil Gibran Download Open image “But memory is an autumn leaf that murmurs a while in the wind and then is heard no more.” — Khalil Gibran ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.9 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare Autumn Heard Leafs Memories Memory Wind
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Uneasily the leaves fall at this season, forgetting what to do or where to go; the red amnesiacs of autumn drifting thru the graveyard… — Al Purdy Copy Share Image
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“I recall the gentle whispers of the autumn wind and our long walks on crunchy leaves.” — Bhuwan Thapaliya Copy Share Image
“Autumn leaf waits for autumn wind to reach the unreachable places; wise mind waits for silence for the same reason!” — Mehmet Murat ildan Copy Share Image
So the days, the last days, blow about in a memory, hazy autumnal, all alike as leaves: until a day unlike any other I've… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
You like it under the trees in autumn, because everything is half dead. The wind moves like a cripple among the leaves and repeats… — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
But I remember more dearly autumn afternoons in bottoms that lay intensely silent under old great trees — C. S. Lewis Copy Share Image
“That's what memory is like: layers, one overlapping another, and compacting down the way old leaves slowly crumble and turn to a rich peaty… — Julia Green Copy Share Image
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
If you are poor, shun association with him who measures men with the yardstick of riches. — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
Seek ye counsel of the aged for their eyes have looked on the faces of the years and their ears have hardened to the… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
Only once have I been made mute. It was when a man asked me, 'Who are you?' — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
Beauty is not a need but an ecstasy. It is not a mouth thirsting nor an empty hand stretched forth, But rather a heart… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
I have never agreed with my other self wholly. The truth of the matter seems to lie between us. — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
“That which sings and contemplates in you is still dwelling within the bounds of that first moment which scattered the stars into space” — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
You pray in your distress and in your need; would that you might also pray in the fullness of your joy and in your… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
“The veil that clouds your eyes shall be lifted by the hands that wove it, And the clay that fills your ears shall be… — Khalil Gibran 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