Autumn Quote by Taylor Swift Download Open image “Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place, and I can picture it after all these days.” — Taylor Swift ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.9 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Autumn Autumn leaves Autumn Leaves Fall Fall Falling down I can Leaves Falling Lovely Pieces These days
Autumn is the hardest season. The leaves are all falling, and they're falling like they're falling in love with the ground. — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
Summer passes into autumn in some unimaginable point of time, like the turning of a leaf. — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Inside of us, there's a continual autumn. Our leaves fall and are blown out over the water. — Rumi Copy Share
A wind has blown the rain away and blown the sky away and all the leaves away, and the trees stand. I think, I… — e. e. cummings Copy Share Image
Autumn is a reminder that while the leaves die and fall, there will always be Spring, a chance to replenish and be reborn again.… — Tao Porchon-Lynch Copy Share Image
“Fall" Fall, falling, fallen. That’s the way the season Changes its tense in the long-haired maples That dot the road; the veiny hand-shaped leaves Redden on their branches (in a fiery competition With the final remaining cardinals) and then Begin to sidle and float through the air, at last Settling into colorful layers carpeting the ground. At twilight the light,… — Edward Hirsch Copy Share
The falling leaf that tells of autumn's death is, in a subtler sense, a prophecy of spring. — Robert Green Ingersoll Copy Share Image
In the autumn it is said that the reason why leaves fall down from the branch is to make way for new leaves to… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The beginning of love is all about the butterflies, but the end of it is when you can't get out of bed in the… — Taylor Swift Copy Share Image
Even if a relationship is breakable, it doesn’t mean it isn’t worthwhile, beautiful, and all the things that we look for. — Taylor Swift Copy Share Image
I'm a crumbled up piece of paper lying here, 'cause I remember it all too well — Taylor Swift Copy Share Image
All I do on my days off now is bake. I like to try out making different things. I have such a raging social… — Taylor Swift Copy Share Image
Sometimes you see these people who are just so—God—so affected by all of it, where ambition has taken precedence over happiness. But when I… — Taylor Swift Copy Share Image
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I take a step back, and let you go. I told you I'm not bulletproof; Now you know. — Taylor Swift 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 rock, the moss. In autumn, it would be right; in winter under the snow, it would be perfect in its wintriness. Spring would come again and miracle within miracle would unfold, each at its special pace,… — Jean Liedloff Copy Share
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 they did in summer; they talk in a different leaf-language now. The wind moves through the boughs like fingers drawn across the strings of a harp filling the air with the harsh dry sound of sapless… — Patience Strong Copy Share
You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share
“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, faces and ridges, Is it the name itself which is so tempting, or the picture we have of the mountain itself, or does the appeal come from our feeling of the actual process of climbing? All… — Gaston Rebuffat Copy Share