Autumn Quote by Wallace Stevens Download Open image “It was autumn and falling stars Covered the shrivelled forms Crouched in the moonlight.” — Wallace Stevens ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.2 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare Autumn Autumn And Fall Covered Fall Falling star Form Moonlight Stars
The wastes of snow on the hill were ghostly in the moonlight. The stars were piercingly bright. — Maud Hart Lovelace Copy Share Image
The sound of the freezing of snow over the land seemed to roar deep into the earth. There was no moon. The stars, almost… — Yasunari Kawabata Copy Share Image
The night crept on apace, the moon went down, the stars grew pale and dim, and morning, cold as they, slowly approached. Then, from… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
There was a frosty rime upon the trees, which, in the faint light of the clouded moon, hung upon the smaller branches like dead… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
“It was a stern night landscape. The sound of the freezing of snow over the land seemed to roar deep into the earth. There… — Yasunari Kawabata Copy Share Image
“I twirled for a moment, moonlight kissing my shoulders. It felt like not simply the sky, but the air, was composed of starlight.” — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Copy Share Image
“The second picture contained for foreground only the dim peak of a hill, with grass and some leaves slanting as if by a breeze.… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
Twilight fell: The sky turned to a light, dusky purple littered with tiny silver stars. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Outside, in the newly fallen darkness, the world had been transformed. The sky had become a glistening tapestry of stars. — Dan Brown Copy Share Image
The stars whirled above us and the firecrackers blazed. The moon stood watch as drops of blood fell, careless seeds that sizzled in the… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
Poet, patting more nonsense foamed From the sea, conceive for thecourts Of these academies, the diviner health Disclosed in common forms. — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
The way through the world is more difficult to find than the way beyond it. — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
The magnificent cause of being, The imagination, the one reality In this imagined world — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
Music falls on the silence like a sense / A passion that we feel, not understand. — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
The life of the city never lets you go, nor do you ever want it to. — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
After a lustre of the moon, we say We have not the need of any paradise, We have not the need of any seducing… — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
“We live in an old chaos of the sun, Or old dependency of day and night, Or island solitude, unsponsored, free, Of that wide… — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
“Lunar Paraphrase" The moon is the mother of pathos and pity. When, at the wearier end of November, Her old light moves along the… — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
“The stars are putting on their glittering belts, They throw around their shoulders cloaks that flash Like a great shadow's last embellishment” — wallace stevens Copy Share Image
Unfortunately there is nothing more inane than an Easter carol. It is a religious perversion of the activity of Spring in our blood. — Wallace Stevens 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