#october

My first film goes into production in October. It's called White Boy Shuffle and it's based on a novel about a young black kid and it's sort of reminiscent of Catcher in the Rye. ↗

— Ryan Phillippe

#based #black #boy #called #catcher

I started singing for The Phantom in January, and we started filming in October and I sang all the way through to the next June. In fact, I was singing for about two months before I even knew I had the role. ↗

— Gerard Butler

#before #even #fact #filming #had

I don't count on the boy who waits till October, when it's cool and fun, then decides he wants to play. ↗

— Darrell Royal

#cool #count #decides #fun #i

Long afterward, many would remember those two days in the first week of October with vividness and anguish. ↗

— Arthur Hailey

#days #first #long #many #october

The crickets still sing in October. And lilly, she's trying to bloom. Tho she's resting her head on the shoulder of death, she still shines by the light of the moon. ↗

— Kevin Dalton

#death #moon #moonlight #october #death

Chicago is an October sort of city even in spring. ↗

— Nelson Algren

#city #even #october #sort #spring

On October 28th, 1887, I became the mother of a girl baby, the very image of its father, at least that is what he said, but who has the temper of its mother. ↗

— Calamity Jane

#became #father #girl #i #image

It is not only my laboratory and my place of work but also my home, so that on the 30th October I was able to share my happiness immediately with my students and collaborators and, at the same time, with my wife and family. ↗

— George Porter

#also #collaborators #family #happiness #home

AUTUMNAL Pale amber sunlight falls across The reddening October trees, That hardly sway before a breeze As soft as summer: summer's loss Seems little, dear! on days like these. Let misty autumn be our part! The twilight of the year is sweet: Where shadow and the darkness meet Our love, a twilight of the heart Eludes a little time's deceit. Are we not better and at home In dreamful Autumn, we who deem No harvest joy is worth a dream? A little while and night shall come, A little while, then, let us dream. Beyond the pearled horizons lie Winter and night: awaiting these We garner this poor hour of ease, Until love turn from us and die Beneath the drear November trees. ↗

— Ernest Dowson

#fall #november #october #seasons #dreams

You are truly endearing when you sleep. I attribute this to the exotic nature of seeing you in a state of silence. —Tybalt ↗

— Seanan McGuire

#october-daye #tybalt #nature