Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees.— John Muir
Competitive Fall Autumn quotations
Always remember to fall asleep with a dream and wake up with a purpose.
For man, autumn is a time of harvest, of gathering together.
For nature, it is a time of sowing, of scattering abroad.
While cares will drop off like autumn leaves.
Our greatest glory is not in never failling but in rising every time we fall.
The Indian Summer, the dead Summer's soul.
We cling to our own point of view, as though everything depended on it.
Yet our opinions have no permanence; like autumn and winter, they gradually pass away.
The winter will be short, the summer long, The autumn amber-hued, sunny and hot, Tasting of cider and of scuppernong; All seasons sweet, but autumn best of all. The squirrels in their silver fur will fall Like falling leaves, like fruit, before your shot.
Your naked body should only belong to those who fall in love with your naked soul.
The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold.
... I see your lips, the summer kisses The sunburned hands, I used to hold Since you went away, the days grow long And soon I'll hear ol' winter's song. But I miss you most of all my darling, When autumn leaves start to fall.
What visionary tints the year puts on, When falling leaves falter through motionless air Or numbly cling and shiver to be gone! How shimmer the low flats and pastures bare, As with her nectar Hebe Autumn fills The bowl between me and those distant hills, And smiles and shakes abroad her misty, tremulous hair!
Listen! the wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves, we have had our summer evenings, now for October eves!
One small crack does not mean you are broken, it means that you were put to the test and you didn't fall apart.
In the entire circle of the year there are no days so delightful as those of a fine October, when the trees are bare to the mild heavens, and the red leaves bestrew the road, and you can feel the breath of winter, morning and evening - no days so calm, so tenderly solemn, and with such a reverent meekness in the air.
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds - November!
Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place, and I can picture it after all these days.
Falling in love is easy but staying in love is very special.
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.
And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh.
It looked like the world was covered in a cobbler crust of brown sugar and cinnamon.
A breath, whence no man knows, Swaying the grating weeds, it blows;
It comes, it grieves, it goes. Once it rocked the summer rose.
You don't learn to walk by following rules. You learn by doing and by falling over.
The Sussex lanes were very lovely in the autumn .
.. spendthrift gold and glory of the year-end ... earth scents and the sky winds and all the magic of the countryside which is ordained for the healing of the soul.
Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.
I loved autumn, the one season of the year that God seemed to have put there just for the beauty of it.
A child learns to walk and falls down 50 times. He never thinks to himself, "maybe this isn't for me?".
Autumn, the year's last, loveliest smile.
It was Indian summer, a bluebird sort of day as we call it in the north, warm and sunny, without a breath of wind; the water was sky-blue, the shores a bank of solid gold.
There is no season such delight can bring, as summer, autumn, winter and the spring.
The more you hide your feelings for someone, the more you fall for them !
Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.
Spring is beautiful, and summer is perfect for vacations, but autumn brings a longing to get away from the unreal things of life, out into the forest at night with a campfire and the rustling leaves.
Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it.
Every fall holds a lesson on how to rise.
The season for enjoying the fullness of life - partaking of the harvest, sharing the harvest with others, and reinvesting and saving portions of the harvest for yet another season of growth.
When you fall in love with a work of art, you’d die to meet the artist.
I am a student of the galleries of Pacific sunsets, full moon rises on the ocean, the clouds from an airplane, autumn forests in Raleigh, first fallen snows. And I’m dying to meet the artist.
Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence.
Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance. Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence. Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance.
Life is a journey, and if you fall in love with the journey, you will be in love forever.
Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.
Fall has always been my favorite season.
The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.
In the entire circle of the year there are no days so delightful as those of a fine October.
Don't fall in, rise in love!
I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape.
Something waits beneath it; the whole story doesn't show.
It was a beautiful bright autumn day, with air like cider and a sky so blue you could drown in it.
In the other gardens And all up the vale, From the autumn bonfies See the smoke trail! Pleasant summer over And all the summer flowers, The red fire blazes, the grey smoke towers. Sing a song of seasons! Something bright in all, Flowers in the summer Fires in the fall!
The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
Then summer fades and passes and October comes.
We'll smell smoke then, and feel an unexpected sharpness, a thrill of nervousness, swift elation, a sense of sadness and departure.