Fall Quotes
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![Sarah Addison Allen](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1646846141i/566874._UY200_CR9,0,200,200_.jpg)
“It looked like the world was covered in a cobbler crust of brown sugar and cinnamon.”
― First Frost
― First Frost
![Sarah Addison Allen](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1646846141i/566874._UY200_CR9,0,200,200_.jpg)
“I was just telling Claire about a guy I met in bread class. I hate him, but he could be my soul mate.”
― First Frost
― First Frost
![Henry David Thoreau](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1392432620i/10264._UX200_CR0,23,200,200_.jpg)
“I would rather sit on a pumpkin, and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion.”
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![Yoko Ono](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1207750163i/69998._UX200_CR0,34,200,200_.jpg)
“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.”
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Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance.
Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence.
Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance.”
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![J.K. Rowling](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1596216614i/1077326._UX200_CR0,15,200,200_.jpg)
“Autumn seemed to arrive suddenly that year. The morning of the first September was crisp and golden as an apple.”
― Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
― Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
![Stephen King](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1362814142i/3389._UX200_CR0,50,200,200_.jpg)
“But when fall comes, kicking summer out on its treacherous ass as it always does one day sometime after the midpoint of September, it stays awhile like an old friend that you have missed. It settles in the way an old friend will settle into your favorite chair and take out his pipe and light it and then fill the afternoon with stories of places he has been and things he has done since last he saw you.”
― ’Salem’s Lot
― ’Salem’s Lot
![Nora Ephron](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1366180104i/5691._UY200_CR77,0,200,200_.jpg)
“Don't you love New York in the fall? It makes me want to buy school supplies. I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your name and address.”
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![Sylvia Plath](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1613135175i/4379._UX200_CR0,0,200,200_.jpg)
“August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.”
― The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
― The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
![Rainbow Rowell](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1652825664i/4208569._UX200_CR0,33,200,200_.jpg)
“October, baptize me with leaves! Swaddle me in corduroy and nurse me with split pea soup. October, tuck tiny candy bars in my pockets and carve my smile into a thousand pumpkins. O autumn! O teakettle! O grace!”
― Attachments
― Attachments
![Jane Austen](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1651510251i/1265._UX200_CR0,4,200,200_.jpg)
“Her pleasure in the walk must arise from the exercise and the day, from the view of the last smiles of the year upon the tawny leaves and withered hedges, and from repeating to herself some few of the thousand poetical descriptions extant of autumn--that season of peculiar and inexhaustible influence on the mind of taste and tenderness--that season which has drawn from every poet worthy of being read some attempt at description, or some lines of feeling.”
― Persuasion
― Persuasion
![Rainer Maria Rilke](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1651322555i/7906._UX200_CR0,59,200,200_.jpg)
“At no other time (than autumn) does the earth let itself be inhaled in one smell, the ripe earth; in a smell that is in no way inferior to the smell of the sea, bitter where it borders on taste, and more honeysweet where you feel it touching the first sounds. Containing depth within itself, darkness, something of the grave almost.”
― Letters on Cézanne
― Letters on Cézanne
![Sarah Addison Allen](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1646846141i/566874._UY200_CR9,0,200,200_.jpg)
“On the day the tree bloomed in the fall, when its white apple blossoms fell and covered the ground like snow, it was tradition for the Waverleys to gather in the garden like survivors of some great catastrophe, hugging one another, laughing as they touched faces and arms, making sure they were all okay, grateful to have gotten through it.”
― First Frost
― First Frost
![George Eliot](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1596202587i/173._UX200_CR0,2,200,200_.jpg)
“Is not this a true autumn day? Just the still melancholy that I love - that makes life and nature harmonise. The birds are consulting about their migrations, the trees are putting on the hectic or the pallid hues of decay, and begin to strew the ground, that one's very footsteps may not disturb the repose of earth and air, while they give us a scent that is a perfect anodyne to the restless spirit. Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns."
[Letter to Miss Lewis, Oct. 1, 1841]”
― George Eliot’s Life, as Related in her Letters and Journals
[Letter to Miss Lewis, Oct. 1, 1841]”
― George Eliot’s Life, as Related in her Letters and Journals
![Ray Bradbury](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1445955959i/1630._UX200_CR0,33,200,200_.jpg)
“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, coal-bins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun. That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain.”
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![Jess Rothenberg](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1552421532i/3415819._UY200_CR23,0,200,200_.jpg)
“I was falling. Falling through time and space and stars and sky and everything in between. I fell for days and weeks and what felt like lifetime across lifetimes. I fell until I forgot I was falling.”
― The Catastrophic History of You and Me
― The Catastrophic History of You and Me
![Wallace Stegner](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1252177524i/157779._UX200_CR0,42,200,200_.jpg)
“[T]hat old September feeling, left over from school days, of summer passing, vacation nearly done, obligations gathering, books and football in the air ... Another fall, another turned page: there was something of jubilee in that annual autumnal beginning, as if last year's mistakes had been wiped clean by summer.”
― Angle of Repose
― Angle of Repose
![Sarah Addison Allen](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1646846141i/566874._UY200_CR9,0,200,200_.jpg)
“Some of Bay's fondest memories were of lying under the apple tree in the summer while Claire gardened and the apple tree tossed apples at her like a dog trying to coax its owner into playing catch.”
― First Frost
― First Frost
“Once you figure out who you are and what you love about yourself, I think it all kind of falls into place.”
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![Ernest Dowson](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1285294769i/474242._UX200_CR0,49,200,200_.jpg)
“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.”
― The Poems And Prose Of Ernest Dowson
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.”
― The Poems And Prose Of Ernest Dowson
![Helen Bevington](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1411191740i/1088328._UX200_CR0,28,200,200_.jpg)
“The seasonal urge is strong in poets. Milton wrote chiefly in winter. Keats looked for spring to wake him up (as it did in the miraculous months of April and May, 1819). Burns chose autumn. Longfellow liked the month of September. Shelley flourished in the hot months. Some poets, like Wordsworth, have gone outdoors to work. Others, like Auden, keep to the curtained room. Schiller needed the smell of rotten apples about him to make a poem. Tennyson and Walter de la Mare had to smoke. Auden drinks lots of tea, Spender coffee; Hart Crane drank alcohol. Pope, Byron, and William Morris were creative late at night. And so it goes.”
― When Found, Make a Verse of
― When Found, Make a Verse of
“Or maybe spring is the season of love and fall the season of mad lust. Spring for flirting but fall for the untamed delicious wild thing.”
― The Hypothetical Girl
― The Hypothetical Girl
![Wendy Delsol](https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/authors/1272913049i/3342342._UX200_CR0,52,200,200_.jpg)
“I was drinking in the surroundings: air so crisp you could snap it with your fingers and greens in every lush shade imaginable offset by autumnal flashes of red and yellow.”
― Stork
― Stork
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