Eye Quote by Sarah Chauncey Woolsey

How beautiful the leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.

— John Burroughs

“Dear, dear Norland,' said Elinor, 'probably looks much as it always does at this time of year. The woods and walks thickly covered with…

— Jane Austen

And the leaves were telling secrets to the wind.

— Peter Mulvey

How beautifully leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.

— Anonymous

The rustling of the leaves is like a low hymn to nature.

— James Ellis

“The shadows of leaves fall upon their arms, as they spread the branches apart, but their shoulders are in the sun. The skin of…

— Ayn Rand

The light was cut to lace by the trees that had grown so thick with leaves in the last few months.

— Ann Patchett

The leaves had fallen from the trees and lay crisp and crackling beneath his feet. Picking one up he marveled, not for the first…

— Louise Penny

Around and around the house the leaves fall thick, but never fast, for they come circling down with a dead lightness that is somber…

— Anonymous

I had always found comfort in the leaves, in their silence. They were like a parchment that holds words of wisdom. Simply holding them…

— Silas House

In every change, in every falling leaf there is some pain, some beauty. And that's the way new leaves grow.

— Amit Ray

Perhaps the whisper was born before lips, And the leaves in treelessness circled and flew, And those, to whom we impart our experience as…

— Osip Mandelstam