Fall Quotes - Page 3

It's September 21st, a day I love for the balance it carries with it.

Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orc

Such days of autumnal decline hold a strange mystery which adds to the gravity of all our moods.

The goldenrod is yellow,The corn is turning brown...The trees in apple orchardsWith fruit are bending down.

StillIn the fall, I believe again in poetryif nothing else it isa movement of the mind.Summers ball togetherinto sticky lumps,spring evenings are glass beads from one mouldfor standard-size youth,winter a smooth heaviness, not even cold.But the mind trembleshere, on the brinkthe mind tremblesthere is life, after all,there is life, stillunbelief left.

Jaakko A. Ahokas

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

Leaves covered pavement like soggy cereal.

Patricia Cornwell

It looked like the world was covered in a cobbler crust of brown sugar and cinnamon.

Sarah Addison Allen

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

Autumn...the year's last, loveliest s

John Howard Bryant

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

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. Containing depth within itself, darkness, something of the grave almost.

Rainer Maria Rilke

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

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

Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons.

Jim Bishop

Autumn is as joyful and sweet as an untimely end.

Rémy de Gourmont

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

Know that transformation sometimes begins with a fall. So never curse the fall.

Yasmin Mogahed

Change is coming, she whispered to the bugs bouncing off her window. You can’t escape it.

A. Lynn

When she had arranged her household affairs, she came to the library and bade me follow her. Then, with the mirror still swinging against her knees, she led me through the garden and the wilderness down to a misty wood. It being autumn, the trees were tinted gloriously in dusky bars of colouring. The rowan, with his amber leaves and scarlet berries, stood before the brown black-spotted sycamore; the silver beech flaunted his golden coins against my poverty; firs, green and fawn-hued, slumbered in hazy gossamer. No bird carolled, although the sun was hot. Marina noted the absence of sound, and without prelude of any kind began to sing from the ballad of the Witch Mother: about the nine enchanted knots, and the trouble-comb in the lady's knotted hair, and the master-kid that ran beneath her couch. Every drop of my blood froze in dread, for whilst she sang her face took on the majesty of one who traffics with infernal powers. As the shade of the trees fell over her, and we passed intermittently out of the light, I saw that her eyes glittered like rings of sapphires.("The Basilisk")

R. Murray Gilchrist

By now, at the end of a sloping alley, we had reached the shores of a vast marsh. Some unknown quality in the sparkling water had stained its whole bed a bright yellow. Green leaves, of such a sour brightness as almost poisoned to behold, floated on the surface of the rush-girdled pools. Weeds like tempting veils of mossy velvet grew beneath in vivid contrast with the soil. Alders and willows hung over the margin. From where we stood a half-submerged path of rough stones, threaded by deep swift channels, crossed to the very centre.("The Basilisk")

R. Murray Gilchrist

If there's anything i can feel, that's to the fact that i will grow even when i fall. Life is too simple to be taken too serious for me. ‪#‎MyDefinition‬

Temi 'T Quest' Sholeye

a fall from great innocence hurts the most to knowthat you are nowtainted

Anastasia wild

Don't you love New York in the fall? It makes me want to buy school supplies. I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your name and address.

Nora Ephron

August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.

Sylvia Plath

And they left the mellow light of the dandelion wine and went upstairs to carry out the last few rituals of summer, for they felt that now the final day, the final night had come. As the day grew late they realized that for two or three nights now, porches had emptied early of their inhabitants. The air hard a different, drier smell and Grandma was talking of hot coffee instead of iced tea; the open, white-flutter-curtained windows were closing in the great bays; cold cuts were giving way to steamed beef. The mosquitos were gone from the porch, and surely when they abandoned the conflict the war with Time was really done, there was nothing for it but that humans also forsake the battleground.

Ray Bradbury

[T]hat old September feeling, left over from school days, of summer passing, vacation nearly done, obligations gathering, books and football in the air ... Another fall, another turned page: there was something of jubilee in that annual autumnal beginning, as if last year's mistakes had been wiped clean by summer.

Wallace Stegner

But when fall comes, kicking summer out on its treacherous ass as it always does one day sometime after the midpoint of September, it stays awhile like an old friend that you have missed. 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

Lest others should attempt the ascent of this terrible climb and perish, they swore themselves to secrecy (telling only enough people to ensure the perpetuation of their epic) and went off to try Everest instead.

Whipplesnaith

Everyone falls sometimes, son, even me, but the trick is to get right back up. They’ll always target the ones who appear vulnerable, so you need to be strong. Fake it until you make it.

J.M. Darhower

My pit of love is too shallow, I can't fall deep.

Cecil Thounaojam

Any star can be devoured by human adoration, sparkle by sparkle.

Shirley Temple Black

It's like raking leaves in the wind.

Charlie Raymond

There was a filmy veil of soft dull mist obscuring, but not hiding, all objects, giving them a lilac hue, for the sun had not yet fully set; a robin was singing ... The leaves were more gorgeous than ever; the first touch of frost would lay them all low to the ground. Already one or two kept constantly floating down, amber and golden in the low slanting sun-rays.

Elizabeth Gaskell

And just like a midsummer nights breeze, she ran away, into the moonlight, a fox, proud and strong. The lone wolf walked away, saddened she was gone.

Jason Winchester

The moods he's shown me have all been vastly different...as different as summer and winter, sometimes with fall between them.

Kayla Krantz

I could feel the bite of the autumn air, warning us all of the harsh winter that was on its way.

Jennifer Starzec

Love is like a season,it ebbs and it flows,sometimes we're like Summer, Fall and Winter,but it's Spring that I long to know.

Anthony T.Hincks

Are ye the ghosts of fallen leaves, O flakes of snow, For which, through naked trees, the winds A-mourning go?

John B. Tabb

In honor of October, really just hours away now.....Brew me a cup for a winter's night.For the wind howls loud and the furies fight;Spice it with love and stir it with care,And I'll toast our bright eyes,my sweetheart fair.

Minna Thomas Antrim

Pies mean Thanksgiving and Christmas and picnics.

Janet Clarkson

There is something so special in the early leaves drifting from the trees - as if we are all to be allowed a chance to peel, to refresh, to start again.

Ruth Ahmed

That's the crazy thing about lies. You start to fall for them, yourself.

Jodi Picoult

You’re the prettiest thing I’ve seen fall from the sky today.

Shaun Hick

I was falling. Falling through time and space and stars and sky and everything in between. I fell for days and weeks and what felt like lifetime across lifetimes. I fell until I forgot I was falling.

Jess Rothenberg

And I wonder how the leaves clinched to the branches, yet to fall, the survivors feel when they see one of their own perish and realise that they too are to share a similar fate, does this thought cause them to give up selflessly, from confinement to independence or does it instil proportions of both courage and fear making them hold on as long as they can and accept what comes after?

Chirag Tulsiani

All we can hope for is that he will fall into the ocean with a bar of soap in his pocket.

Eoin Colfer

You don’t need to be the tide to rise and fall, you don’t have to be a wave to touch the shore; just be a little sand-grain and feel them all

Munia Khan

Wild waves rise and fall when they arrive And that’s what makes the calm sea alive

Munia Khan

Let's Run in the circle, opposite to each other. Until we are thrown into the sky by the storm swirling in between us. I'll hold your hands and I'll hug you, let me be your wings. Let's fall on that clouds and let's dance on the rainbow. Let's bore a hole in that sky until we fall back to the sea with the rain. And Let's swim back to the shore, to play the game of circle again.

Akshay Vasu

We need to remember not to give the devil a chance and fall away from God’s grace

Sunday Adelaja

Strong-willed heart, always makes me feel so touched. It reminds me about some 'fall and rise again' in my life.

Toba Beta

He that loves pleasure must for pleasure fall.

Christopher Marlowe

It is necessary to learn to turn your falls and misfortunes into God’s power and might in orderto have prosperity.

Sunday Adelaja

The ones you help you get up are the ones who know how it feels to fall down.

Saleem Sharma

I have to say, old friend, you were supposed to help train her, not drop her off a cliff.

Brandon Sanderson

Wise man is a wing; stupid man is a hole! You meet a wise man, you rise, you meet a stupid man, and you fall!

Mehmet Murat ildan

Autumn colors remind us we are all one dancing in the wind.

Lorin Morgan-Richards

How mighty you are as death comes upon you and your color fades. Yet from life and lush to bold array, screaming into the night.

Kellie Elmore

The mountain trees that grew between the pines were a brilliant blaze of fall colors, like fire against the emerald green of the pines, firs and pruces. And it was, as I'd told myself long ago, the year's last passionate love affair before it grew old and died from the frosty bite of winter.

V.C. Andrews

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