For us old-age pensioners, autumn is on the whole a dangerous season. He who knows how difficult it is for us to achieve any stability at all, how difficult it is to avoid distraction or destruction by one's own hand, will understant tha autumn, its ...
Tom: [the girl at the job interview agrees to meet Tom for coffee afterward] We'll figure it out. My name's Tom. Girl at Interview: [Last lines of the film] Nice to meet you. [Shakes his hand] Girl at Interview: I'm Autumn. [Tom looks at the camera i...
Autumn...the year's last, loveliest smile." [ ]
In Heaven, it is always Autumn".
He had never liked October. Ever since he had first lay in the autumn leaves before his grandmother's house many years ago and heard the wind and saw the empty trees. It had made him cry, without a reason. And a little of that sadness returned each y...
The garden has wrapped itself in autumn haze. An unusual autumn, lacking that thrill of vegetal warmth when the sap is still alive and holds up the trees, drunk on solar gold. It is the sorrowful climax of a summer's drought. Never before was I so st...
The present is a battleground . . . where rival what-ifs compete to become the future 'what-is.' How does one what-if prevail over its adversaries? The answer . . . 'Military and political power, of course!' is a postponement, for what is it that dir...
That country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars,...
Life turns grey as the leaves fall in Autumn.
Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.
Autumn is no time to lie alone
Autumn is as joyful and sweet as an untimely end.
Autumn brings the falling of leaves and cool days.
On a bare branch a crow is perched - autumn evening
I know the lands are lit, with all the autumn blaze of Goldenrod.
I am made for autumn. Summer and I have a fickle relationship, but everything about autumn is perfect to me. Wooly jumpers, Wellington boot, scarves, thin first, then thick, socks. The low slanting light, the crisp mornings, the chill in my fingers, ...
By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer's best of weather And autumn's best of cheer.
Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.
Books are carefully folded forests/void of autumn/bound from the sun
Take heart and dive into the quiet maturity of autumn.
Autumn is a classical music; when it begins, the gravity disappears!
