#autumn

I am saying that in Wales here we have a very clear election commitment and I hope, and I will express this view, I hope that every individual member of the Labour Party, will understand that and will strive to achieve unity so that we can deliver the yes vote in the Autumn. ↗

— Ron Davies

#am #autumn #clear #commitment #deliver

THE autumn of 1850 brought an event freighted with deep significance to me. My mother died. ↗

— John Sergeant Wise

#brought #deep #died #event #freighted

The sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. ↗

— Martin Luther King, Jr.

#autumn #discontent #freedom #invigorating #legitimate

The autumn wind is a pirate. Blustering in from sea with a rollicking song he sweeps along swaggering boisterously. His face is weather beaten, he wears a hooded sash with a silver hat about his head... The autumn wind is a Raider, pillaging just for fun. ↗

— Steve Sabol

#along #autumn #beaten #face #fun

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

#fall #autumn

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

— John B. Tabb

#fall #foliage #leaves #snow #snowflakes

I smile to myself knowing that they may be dead. ↗

— Emilie Autumn

#old #autumn

This was hers and hers alone. Forevermore. Or at least so I thought… but shit didn’t work out that way, and then you came along… and circle be damned, I don’t want to be finished with you.” Now it was her turn to feel poleaxed, her body going numb as she struggled to comprehend what he was saying. “Autumn, I’m in love with you—that’s why I came here tonight. And we don’t have to be together, and you don’t have to get over what I said, but I wanted you to hear that from me. And I also want to tell you that I’m at peace with it, because…” He took a deep breath. “You want to know why Wellsie got pregnant? It wasn’t because I wanted a young. It’s because she knew that every night when I left the house I could get killed in the field, and as she said, she wanted something to keep on living for. If I had been the one to go? She would have carved out a life for herself, and… the strange thing is, I would have wanted her to do that. Even if it included someone else. I guess I’ve realized that… she wouldn’t have wanted me to mourn her forever. She’d have wanted me to move on… and I have. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#tohr #life

And now, my poor old woman, why are you crying so bitterly? It is autumn. The leaves are falling from the trees like burning tears- the wind howls. Why must you mimic them? ↗

— Mervyn Peake

#copy #cry #crying #despair #fall

My sorrow, when she's here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane. ↗

— Robert Frost

#bare #beautiful #dark #days #here