The morning of the first September was crisp and golden as an apple.” - J.K. “Autumn seemed to arrive suddenly that year.I make a great noise / Of rustling all day / Like rabbit and deer / Running away.” - Robert Frost “Spades take up leaves / No better than spoons, / And bags full of leaves / Are light as balloons.“Let misty autumn be our part! / The twilight of the year is sweet: / Where shadow and the darkness meet / Our love, a twilight of the heart / Eludes a little time’s deceit.” - Ernest Dowson.“And all the lives we ever lived and all the lives to be are full of trees and changing leaves…” - Virginia Woolf.Containing depth within itself, darkness, something of the grave almost.” - Rainer Maria Rilke “At no other time (than autumn) does the earth let itself be inhaled in one smell, the ripe earth in a smell that is in no way inferior to the smell of the sea, bitter where it borders on taste, and more honeysweet where you feel it touching the first sounds.“Listen! The wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves / We have had our summer evenings, now for October eves!” - Humbert Wolfe. ![]() “Autumn is the mellower season, and what we lose in flowers we more than gain in fruits.” - Samuel Butler.“Finally, she mused that human existence is as brief as the life of autumn grass, so what was there to fear from taking chances with your life?” - Mo Yan.“It’s the first day of autumn! A time of hot chocolatey mornings, and toasty marshmallow evenings, and, best of all, leaping into leaves!” - Winnie-the-Pooh.When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person died for no reason.” - Ernest Hemingway But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. “Your heart, Bessie, is an autumn garage.” - J.D.“The smile that flickers on a baby’s lips when he sleeps- does anyone know where it was born? Yes, there is a rumor that a young pale beam of a crescent moon touched the edge of a vanishing autumn cloud, and there the smile was first born in the dream of a dew-washed morning.” - Rabindranath Tagore.I think, I too, have known autumn too long.” - e.e. “A wind has blown the rain away and blown the sky away and all the leaves away, and the trees stand.Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain.” - Ray Bradbury That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coal-bins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay. “That country where it is always turning late in the year.It settles in the way an old friend will settle into your favorite chair and take out his pipe and light it and then fill the afternoon with stories of places he has been and things he has done since last he saw you.” - Stephen King ![]() ![]()
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