Autumn Quotes
My visit this autumn is an opportunity to continue that rich tradition of visits between Canterbury and Rome.
The President needs me at the White House. It's autumn, you know, and the leaves need raking.
After the leaves have fallen, we return To a plain sense of things. It is as if We had come to an end of the imagination, Inanimate in an inert savoir.
She had only to stand in the orchard, to put her hand on a little crab tree and look up at the apples, to make you feel the goodness of planting and tending and harvesting at last.
The spirits of the air live on the smells Of fruit; and joy, with pinions light, roves round The gardens, or sits singing in the trees.
Ere, in the northern gale, The summer tresses of the trees are gone, The woods of Autumn, all around our vale, Have put their glory on.
But Winter has yet brighter scenes-he boasts Splendors beyond what gorgeous Summer knows; Or Autumn with his many fruits, and woods All flushed with many hues.
And now, my poor old woman, why are you crying so bitterly? It is autumn. The leaves are falling from the trees like burning tears- the wind howls. Why must you mimic them?
Autumn is leaving its mellowness behind for its spiky, rotted stage. Don't remember summer even saying goodbye.
I love the start of autumn when the trees in my garden change the colour of their leaves in one last dazzling display.
But you can't plead with autumn. No. The midnight wind stalked through the woods, hooted to frighten you, swept everything away for the approaching winter, whirled the leaves. ("The North")
Words, particularly in a play, should have the texture of a crisp, autumn apple.
It follows the seasons, beginning each year with the fond expectancy of springtime and ending with the hard facts of autumn.
Rest your eyes well before September because with all its colours autumn is coming to visit them!
The wind blows out, the bubble dies; The spring entomb'd in autumn lies; The dew dries up; the star is shot; The flight is past, and man forgot.
The music of the far-away summer flutters around the Autumn seeking its former nest.
It was autumn and falling stars Covered the shrivelled forms Crouched in the moonlight.
The autumn hill gathers the remaining light, A flying bird chases after its companion. The green color is bright And brings me into the moment, like a sunset mist that has no fixed place.
But a haiku by Buson came into his mind: 'I try to forget this senile love; a chilly autumn shower.' The gloom only grew denser.
A life is a moment in season. A life is one snowfall. A life is one autumn day. A life is the delicate, rapid edge of a closing door's shadow. A life is a brief movement of arms and of legs.
Spring and autumn are inconsiderable events in a landscape compared with the shadows of a cloud.
Sad; so sad, those smoky-rose, smoky-mauve evenings of late Autumn, sad enough to pierce the heart.
As a man passes into middle life, or beyond it, autumn, it has been said, whispers more to his soul than any other season of the natural year. It is not difficult to see why this should be.
The dinner-hour is the summer of the day: full of sunshine, I grant; but not like the mellow autumn of supper.
He found himself wondering at times, especially in the autumn, about the wild lands, and strange visions of mountains that he had never seen came into his dreams.
There is so much beauty in autumn and so much wisdom; so much separation and so much sorrow!
Every season hath its pleasure; Spring may boast her flowery prime, Yet the vineyard's ruby treasuries Brighten Autumn's sob'rer time.
The perfect weather of Indian Summer lengthened and lingered, warm sunny days were followed by brisk nights with Halloween a presentiment in the air.
It was one of those perfect fall days when the air is cool enough to wake you up but the sun is also kissing your face.
If you look around, complacency is the great disease of your autumn years, and I work hard to prevent that.
I enjoyed the whole process of learning and was always happy when autumn came and school or college started up again.
Autumn can be glorious but menacing too - the long shadows, brisk winds, scurrying leaves, impending frost.