#autumn

I feel as though, if I were to extend my hand just a little toward the pool where the ideas ferment, I could grab at the idea and pull it out of the pool and onto the floor where ideas must stand before the jury of the brain. There, it must present itself, still from the pool, and a bit shivery because new ideas are not given a towel to dry off with, towels being reserved for proven theories; new ideas are simply pulled and stood up, and asked to explain themselves - not a very pleasant thing really, which is why so many people go into the room where the pool is. The exercise is exhausting not to mention a bit difficult to watch, if you are at all a sympathetic creature. What was my idea, anyways? ↗

— Emilie Autumn

#ideas #thoughts #autumn

I can barely breathe but I think that his lips might be better than oxygen at the moment. ↗

— Autumn Doughton

#i-ll-be-here #kissing #love #relationships #romance

I met Anne in the autumn... Autumn, that wild season when rural men rack orchard trees with sticks and weep with the desire to kiss faraway Demeter’s supple breasts—to set lips to her travel-swollen eyes. They seek goddesses, but I desired only Anne. ↗

— Roman Payne

#demeter #goddesses #life #mortals #payne

Nature awakens in brilliant colors of autumn, making me wish winter would bid adieu. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#morning #nature #richelle #richelle-goodrich #sunrise

The ocean-blue bowl won’t refuse to bruise, won’t hold it back from the gaping earth-wounds. There will still come water, chill wind and happy goosebumps, and in the utmost corners of oaks, leaves laughing. ↗

— Bryana Johnson

#grief #nature #nevertheless-come-autumn #poetry #nature

I would rather sit on a pumpkin, and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion. ↗

— Henry David Thoreau

#fall #solitude #fall

She smashes her knuckles into winter As autumn's wind fades into black She is the saint of all the sinners, the one whose fallen through the cracks... (iViva la Gloria!) ↗

— Billie Joe Armstrong

#bja #green-day #punk #sin #viva

Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower. ↗

— Albert Camus

#autumn #every #flower #leaf #second

Fall colors are funny. They’re so bright and intense and beautiful. It’s like nature is trying to fill you up with color, to saturate you so you can stockpile it before winter turns everything muted and dreary. ↗

— Siobhan Vivian

#color #fall #nature #winter #beauty

Cheyenne Autumn was received not too successfully. I still think it was a very good movie. It was kinda Ford's apology for the way he had treated Indians in his past pictures. ↗

— Richard Widmark

#autumn #ford #good #good movie #had