Autumn Quote by Taylor Swift

Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place, and I can picture it after all these days.

— Taylor Swift

“Autumn leaves fall from the tree, disappear with the wind, but then reappear on the tree and disappear again. Memories are like that, first…

— Mehmet Murat ildan

Nightfall. “What a strange word. ‘Night’ I get. But ‘fall’ is a gentle word. Autumn leaves fall, swirling with languid grace To carpet the…

— Karen Marie Moning

“Anyone ever tell you that you’re too damned stubborn for your own good?” [...] With my sweet disposition? I’ve never heard such a thing.”

— Jennifer Ellision

The Temper Trap's 'Sweet Disposition' is an invigorating song. It's my mental cue to let go of stress, disconnect from my career and connect…

— Mylene Dinh-Robic

Now the leaves are falling fast, Nurse’s flowers will not last, Nurses to their graves are gone, But the prams go rolling on.

— W. H. Auden

“After 50 years together as a couple: "Look how fast the leaves are falling now," Alan says. "The trees will be bare in a…

— Norman Sunshine

“So many leaves have fallen on my life. Some settled nicely to rest, but most fell, withered to bitter cold and drifted on. But,…

— Anonymous

And now, my poor old woman, why are you crying so bitterly? It is autumn. The leaves are falling from the trees like burning…

— Mervyn Peake

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

I wish I understood the beauty in leaves falling. To whom are we beautiful as we go?

— David Ignatow

The leaves are falling, falling as if from far up,as if orchards were dying high in space.Each leaf falls as if it were motioning…

— Rainer Maria Rilke

“Watch the beauty of your life tree old leaves falling and allowing new ones to sprout !”

— Joy Lima

A moral character is attached to autumnal scenes; the leaves falling like our years, the flowers fading like our hours, the clouds fleeting like…

— François-René de Chateaubriand

Now the leaves are falling fast, Nurse's flowers will not last; Nurses to their graves are gone, And the prams go rolling on.

— W. H. Auden