#autumn

I cannot endure to waste anything so precious as autumnal sunshine by staying in the house. ↗

— Nathaniel Hawthorne

#nature #sunshine #nature

Days decrease, And autumn grows, autumn in everything. ↗

— Robert Browning

#fall #nature #nature

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

#crisp #fall #imagine #leaf #leaves

Autumn is the hardest season. The leaves are all falling, and they're falling like they're falling in love with the ground. ↗

— Andrea Gibson

#love #love

A moral character is attached to autumnal scenes; the leaves falling like our years, the flowers fading like our hours, the clouds fleeting like our illusions, the light diminishing like our intelligence, the sun growing colder like our affections, the rivers becoming frozen like our lives--all bear secret relations to our destinies. ↗

— François-René de Chateaubriand

#fall #the-fall #intelligence

Is not this a true autumn day? Just the still melancholy that I love - that makes life and nature harmonise. The birds are consulting about their migrations, the trees are putting on the hectic or the pallid hues of decay, and begin to strew the ground, that one's very footsteps may not disturb the repose of earth and air, while they give us a scent that is a perfect anodyne to the restless spirit. Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns. ↗

— George Eliot

#nature #weather #life

His beard was all colors, a grove of trees in autumn, deep brown and fire-orange and wine-red, an untrimmed tangle across the lower half of his face. His cheeks were apple-red. He looked like a friend; like someone you had known all your life. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#beards #colors #familiarity #life

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

#fall #new-york-city #love

I love like a leaf in the wind. Please, hold your applause until the end of the performance (the last day of fall). 
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— Jarod Kintz

#autumn #fall #leaves #love #performance

Truly, Autumn is my season,” the scarlet beast chorted. “Spring and Summer and Winter all begin with such late letters! But Autumn and Fall, I have loved best, because they are best to love. ↗

— Catherynne M. Valente

#seasons #love