Quotes by American Authors - Page 240

The heat of autumn is different from the heat of summer. One ripens apples, the other turns them to c
Jane Hirshfield
After the keen still days of September, the October sun filled the world with mellow warmth...The maple tree in front of the doorstep burned like a gigantic red torch. The oaks along the roadway glowed yellow and bronze. The fields stretched like a carpet of jewels, emerald and topaz and garnet. Everywhere she walked the color shouted and sang around her...In October any wonderful unexpected thing might be possible.
Elizabeth George Speare
Methinks I see the sunset light flooding the river valley, the western hills stretching to the horizon, overhung with trees gorgeous and glowing with the tints of autumn -- a mighty flower garden blossoming under the spell of the enchanter, frost.
John Greenleaf Whittier
Autumn is Nature's last party of the year. And dressing for the occasion, forests don their brightest attire, while the creatures follow suit with plush coats of fur. As the birds savor their final flights in the waning embers of light, Nature's children scamper about in search of manna for their winter pantries, pausing long enough to frolic in the heaps of newly fallen le
Debra Welsh
Give all of us gathered here tonight the strength to remember that life is so very fragile. We are all vulnerable, and we will all, at some point in our lives... fall. We will all fall. We must carry this in our hearts... that what we have is special. That it can be taken from us, and when it is taken from us, we will be tested. We will be tested to our very souls. We will now all be tested. It is these times, it is this pain, that allows us to look inside ourselves. We will all fall.
Eric Taylor
A gust of wind rattles the window, and I look out. Leaves are whooshing all over the place, flying past horizontally as if they have engines of their own.
Kate Messner
So now what?” I ask.She is quiet for a long time, long enough that I assume she’s gone to sleep.“I think this is just part of it,” she says. “Civilisations fall. People keep going.
Daniel H. Wilson
It’s fall coming, I thought, I can smell that sour-molasses smell of silage, clanging the air like a bell – smell like somebody’s been burning oak leaves, left them to smolder overnight because they’re too green.
Ken Kesey
He knew for a fact that it was possible to fall and just keep falling.
Tom Perrotta
To avoid the fall often means living a less-than life.
Emily P. Freeman
some people fall right through the hole in their lives. It's invisible, but they come to it after time, never knowing where.
Louise Erdrich
When they turned off, it was still early in the pink and green fields. The fumes of morning, sweet and bitter, sprang up where they walked. The insects ticked softly, their strength in reserve; butterflies chopped the air, going to the east, and the birds flew carelessly and sang by fits.They went down again and soon the smell of the river spread over the woods, cool and secret. Every step they took among the great walls of vines and among the passion-flowers started up a little life, a little flight.'We’re walking along in the changing-time,' said Doc. 'Any day now the change will come. It’s going to turn from hot to cold, and we can kill the hog that’s ripe and have fresh meat to eat. Come one of these nights and we can wander down here and tree a nice possum. Old Jack Frost will be pinching things up. Old Mr. Winter will be standing in the door. Hickory tree there will be yellow. Sweet-gum red, hickory yellow, dogwood red, sycamore yellow.' He went along rapping the tree trunks with his knuckle. 'Magnolia and live-oak never die. Remember that. Persimmons will all get fit to eat, and the nuts will be dropping like rain all through the woods here. And run, little quail, run, for we’ll be after you too.'They went on and suddenly the woods opened upon light, and they had reached the river. Everyone stopped, but Doc talked on ahead as though nothing had happened. 'Only today,' he said, 'today, in October sun, it’s all gold—sky and tree and water. Everything just before it changes looks to be made of gold.'("The Wide Net")
Eudora Welty
And every year there is a brief, startling moment When we pause in the middle of a long walk home and Suddenly feel something invisible and weightless Touching our shoulders, sweeping down from the air: It is the autumn wind pressing against our bodies; It is the changing light of fall falling on us.
Edward Hirsch
Its easy to fall for someone that will find humor in every situation.
Nicholas Sparks
If people could fall apart, why couldn't they fall back together?
Jessica Khoury
Autumn was her happiest season. There was an expectancy about its sounds and shapes: the distant thunk pomp of leather and young bodies on the practice field near her house made her think of bands and cold Coca-Colas, parched peanuts and the sight of people's breath in the air. There was even something to look forward to when school started - renewals of old feuds and friendships, weeks of learning again what one half forgot in the long summer. Fall was hot-supper time with everything to eat one missed in the morning when too sleepy to enjoy it.
Harper Lee
The last dying days of summer, fall coming on fast. A cold night, the first of the season, a change from the usual bland Maryland climate. Cold, thought the boy; his mind felt numb. The trees he could see through his bedroom window were tall charcoal sticks, shivering, afraid of the wind or only trying to stand against it. Every tree was alone out there. The animals were alone, each in its hole, in its thin fur, and anything that got hit on the road tonight would die alone. Before morning, he thought, its blood would freeze in the cracks of the asphalt.
Poppy Z. Brite
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.
Anita Diamant
Now that it is obvious we are falling at a furious speed, we are now just anticipating how much area will be covered by the dust from impact, how many more will not see their fall coming.
Fort Free
I went down like a tray of dishes
Blake Bailey
I have never been one to fall when I can jump.
Ally Carter [Writer]
Then that night there was an early frost, and by Sunday morning, autumn had truly arrived. The sky was a rich cloudless blue, the air still and dry, the maple trees glowing with glorious reds and oranges and yellows, and everywhere on Gardam Street squirrels bustled about with self-importance, burying their nuts in the most unlikely places.
Jeanne Birdsall
Wind warns November’s done with. The blown leaves make bat-shapes, Web-winged and furious.
Sylvia Plath
He realized that it wouldn’t be much longer before the trees picked themselves up and migrated to the warmer south, leaving their dead, leafless brothers behind.
James Riley
Yet the higher a man climbs the further he has to fall.
George R.R. Martin
A red leaf danced from a branch like a dropping flame, down into the calm blue lake. A gust had broken it free. There was a cold bite in the wind. It was now deep autumn in the mountains.
Aspen Matis
I feel as though I have leapt off this massive cliff and I am still building my wings… Everyone just assumes I know how to fly, but I am pretty sure I am only falling gracefully and hoping to miss the ground.
Thomm Quackenbush
Feathers fell from the sky. Like black snow, they drifted onto an old city called Bath.
Stefan Bachmann
Dorcas wasn't a fast walker. It was difficult for me to keep behind her. I tried to let others, joggers, and bicyclists, come between us. I followed her past a field where girls were playing soccer, and into the woods bordering Catamount Creek. The smell of pine needles underfoot was sharp, pungent. I seemed to know that I would always associate that smell with this afternoon, and with Dorcas.
Joyce Carol Oates
The Empire must fall.
Chuck Wendig
Everything does fall. It must be gravity.
Dan Brown
I want to fall in love, with an emphasis on the falling part.
Nicola Yoon
Arthur, do you think the fall of the Wall means anything? Do you think that this means that even one fewer body will burn?
David Burr Gerrard
Halloween creatures both friendly & gruesome peered out of the rustling leaves.
Kevin Purdy
Autumn. The grace in letting dead things fall.
Darnell Lamont Walker
I'll rise and fall, let me take credit for both.
Pearl Jam
I love autumn", Emily said to me. "It wins you over with its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.
Nicholas Sparks
...and so many orchards circled the village that on some crisp October afternoons the whole wold smelled like pie.
Alice Hoffman
…Henry is tired of winter,& haircuts, & a squeamish comfy ruin-prone proud national mind, & Spring (in the city so called)Henry likes Fall.Hé would be prepared to líve in a world of Fállfor ever, impenitent Henry.But the snows and summers grieve and dream;These fierce & airy occupations, and love,raved away so many of Henry’s yearsit is a wonder that, with in each handone of his own mad books and all,ancient fires for eyes, his head full& his heart full, he's making ready to move on.
John Berryman
Leaves covered pavement like soggy cereal.
Patricia Cornwell
The perfect weather of Indian Summer lengthened and lingered, warm sunny days were followed by brisk nights with Halloween a presentiment in the air.
Wallace Stegner
The goldenrod is yellow,The corn is turning brown...The trees in apple orchardsWith fruit are bending down.
Helen Hunt Jackson
Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orc
Walt Whitman
It's September 21st, a day I love for the balance it carries with it.
Pam Houston
It was one of those perfect New York October afternoons, when the explosion of oranges and yellows against the bright blue sky makes you feel like your life is passing through your fingers, that you've felt this autumn-feeling before and you'll probably get to feel it again, but one day you won't anymore, because you'll be dead.
Sarah Dunn
Walls don't fall without effort.
Neal Shusterman
October proved a riot a riot to the senses and climaxed those giddy last weeks before Halloween.
Keith Donohue
The tints of autumn...a mighty flower garden blossoming under the spell of the enchanter, frost.
John Greenleaf Whittier
I was drinking in the surroundings: air so crisp you could snap it with your fingers and greens in every lush shade imaginable offset by autumnal flashes of red and yellow.
Wendy Delsol
Two sounds of autumn are unmistakable...the hurrying rustle of crisp leaves blown along the street...by a gusty wind, and the gabble of a flock of migrating geese.
Hal Borland
The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly changes from the summer cottons into its winter wools.
Henry Beston
Know that transformation sometimes begins with a fall. So never curse the fall.
Yasmin Mogahed
With so many trees in the city, you could see the spring coming each day until a night of warm wind would bring it suddenly in one morning. Sometimes the heavy cold rains would beat it back so that it would seem that it would never come and that you were losing a season out of your life. This was the only truly sad time in Paris because it was unnatural. You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintry light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person had died for no reason. In those days, though, the spring always came finally but it was frightening that it had nearly failed.
Ernest Hemingway
Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons.
Jim Bishop
Some of Bay's fondest memories were of lying under the apple tree in the summer while Claire gardened and the apple tree tossed apples at her like a dog trying to coax its owner into playing catch.
Sarah Addison Allen
October, baptize me with leaves! Swaddle me in corduroy and nurse me with split pea soup. October, tuck tiny candy bars in my pockets and carve my smile into a thousand pumpkins. O autumn! O teakettle! O grace!
Rainbow Rowell
On the day the tree bloomed in the fall, when its white apple blossoms fell and covered the ground like snow, it was tradition for the Waverleys to gather in the garden like survivors of some great catastrophe, hugging one another, laughing as they touched faces and arms, making sure they were all okay, grateful to have gotten through it.
Sarah Addison Allen
Autumn...the year's last, loveliest s
John Howard Bryant
I was just telling Claire about a guy I met in bread class. I hate him, but he could be my soul mate.
Sarah Addison Allen
It looked like the world was covered in a cobbler crust of brown sugar and cinnamon.
Sarah Addison Allen