Autumn quotes by topic: Spring and autumn, Attitude to autumn, Summer and autumn, Women and autumn, Death and autumn, People and autumn, Winter and autumn, Harvest and autumn, Garden and autumn, Fog and autumn, Flowers and autumn, Nature and autumn, Love and autumn, Autumn features, Trees and autumn, Life and autumn, Scents and autumn, Wind and autumn, etc.
Spring and autumn
Autumn is my spring! (August Strindberg)
Autumn is a second spring where every leaf is a flower. (Albert Camus)
Spring invigorates, autumn inspires. (Daniel Mühlemann)
Autumn arrives in the early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day. (Elizabeth Bowen)
Spring may boast her flowery prime, Yet the vineyard’s ruby treasures Brighten Autumn’s sob’rer time. (Thomas Moore)
A brother of spring was to us autumn, full of mild fire, a festival for the remembrance of love’s sorrows and past joys. (Friedrich Hölderlin)
Spring flowering of nature excites the soul too much. It is better to listen to the cool wind and white clouds of an autumn day, when the scent of orchids is in the air, and the water is clear and bright, like the sky. At such a time, both the soul and the body become cleaner. (Hong Zicheng)
Attitude to autumn
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. (Lauren DeStefano)
It was autumn, and he always liked autumn. Something about early autumn, when the leaves began to flee before a northern breeze and the days shortened, gave an extra edge to existence. (Brian Aldiss)
I prefer autumn to spring because in autumn the eye seeks the sky, but in spring it seeks the earth. (Søren Kierkegaard)
I know nothing more sinister than the fall of the leaves, in autumn, which announces these long months of black trees, of dead trees in winter. (Alain Remond)
It is a sad moment when the first phlox appears. It is the amber light indicating the end of the great burst of early summer and suggesting that we must now start looking forward to autumn. Not that I have any objection to autumn as a season, full of its own beauty; but I just cannot bear to see another summer go, and I recoil from what the first hint of autumn means. (Vita Sackville-West)
Sad time! Oh charm!
Your farewell beauty is pleasing to me –
I love the lush nature of withering,
Forests dressed in crimson and gold… (Alexander Pushkin)
Summer and autumn
And all at once, summer collapsed into fall. (Oscar Wilde)
Autumn deepens summer. (Manfred Hinrich)
Summer is a furnace in which the Lord burns the magnificent colors of autumn. (Heinrich Böll)
Autumn tells the earth of the leaves it has lent to summer. (Georg Christoph Lichtenberg)
Summer passes into autumn in some unimaginable point of time, like the turning of a leaf. (Henry David Thoreau)
The grass in the back field was almost waist high, and now there was goldenrod, that late-summer gossip which comes to tattle on autumn every year. But there was no autumn in the air today; the sun was still all August, although calendar August was almost two weeks gone. (Stephen King)
Women and autumn
Show me a woman who cries when the trees lose their leaves in autumn and I’ll show you a real asshole. (Nora Ephron)
Women also have their seasons. Summer doesn’t always last and after summer… Ah yes! Autumn Splendors! But how ephemeral! Who takes the time to watch and love fall? (Francoise Dumoulin-Tessier)
Finally, it is very natural for youth to throw itself on fruits, and the autumn of woman offers some admirable and very tasty ones. (Honoré de Balzac)
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. (Alys Fowler)
My heart is a garden tired with autumn,
Heaped with bending asters and dahlias heavy and dark,
In the hazy sunshine, the garden remembers April,
The drench of rains and a snow-drop quick and clear as a spark; (Sara Teasdale)
Death and autumn
Nothing dies as beautifully as autumn. (Ashlee Willis)
Autumn is as joyful and sweet as an untimely end. (Remy de Gourmont)
Let your life be beautiful like a summer flower and your death bright like autumn leaves. (Rabindranath Tagore)
Sick and adored autumn – You will die when the hurricane blows in the rose gardens – When it has snowed in the orchards – Poor autumn! Die in whiteness – And in richness of snow and ripe fruit. (Guillaume Apollinaire)
Part of you died each year when leaves fell from the tress and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintry light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. (Ernest Hemingway)
People and autumn
Autumn is always our best time. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe)
It’s autumn, the season when, in a cold sun, everyone reaps what they have sown. (Maurice Barres)
Autumn wins you best by this, its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay. (Robert Browning)
Fall colors are funny. They’re so bright and intense and beautiful. It’s like nature is trying to fill you up with color, to saturate you so you can stockpile it before winter turns everything muted and dreary. (Siobhan Vivian)
The long sobs
Of the violins of autumn
Lull my heart
With a monotonous languor. (Paul Verlaine)
Winter and autumn
Fall is winter’s spring. (Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec)
Autumn is a melancholic and graceful andante which admirably prepares the solemn adagio of winter. (George Sand)
Autumn, in his leafless bowers, is waiting for the winter’s snow. (John Greenleaf Whittier)
But autumn darkens into winter, and is the only quarter that ends as the destroyed and the desolate. (Francesca Carrara)
The tints of autumn…a mighty flower garden blossoming under the spell of the enchanter, frost. (John Greenleaf Whittier)
The wind blew away the yellowed leaves that had fallen on the sidewalks and the mild autumn sun gave way to the harshness of winter. (Guillaume Musso)
Harvest and autumn
Autumn ripened the orchards. (François-René de Chateaubriand)
Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orchard. (Walt Whitman)
Pears have to be shaken in the fall. (Ovid)
Autumn is the mellower season, and what we lose in flowers we more than gain in fruits. (Samuel Butler)
Autumn brings the harvest. There’s a race to gather the final fruits of the year’s labor, and then to dry, preserve, and store them for winter. (Because most of us no longer homestead, this autumnal hoarding impulse often expresses itself as frenzied holiday shopping.) (Jill McKeever)
Garden and autumn
In autumn there is stillness in the gardens for which we have no time. (Victor Auburtin)
The first sorrow of autumn is the slow good-bye of the garden that stands so long in the evening—a brown poppy head, the stalk of a lily, and still cannot go. (Ted Hughes)
The torchlit garden was redolent with the colors and scents of autumn… gold and copper foliage, thick borders of roses and dahlias, flowering grasses and beds of fresh mulch that made the air pleasantly pungent. (Lisa Kleypas)
Autumn had lulled the garden to sleep. And its stilled slumber rested in the fact that the garden possessed no concern regarding the demands of the spring ahead as it drew peace from the harvest born of the summer past. (Craig D. Lounsbrough)
Fog and autumn
Autumn likes to hide its hustle and bustle behind a curtain of fog. (Siegfried Wache)
Why is summer mist romantic and autumn mist just sad? (Dodie Smith)
There’s something to walking with autumnal thoughts through the evening fog. One likes to compose poems at a time like that. (Hermann Hesse)
Now autumn wants to
wreath my pale forehead with withered leaves,
when fog climbs through the branches
in gray, strange dances. (Felix Grafe)
Flowers and autumn
By the way, the flowers in autumn are more colorful and luminous than those of summer, and they die earlier… (Erich Maria Remarque)
In the autumn rich dahlias and pungent-odored chrysanthemums ended the sweet procession and closed the season. (Thomas Nelson Page)
She stooped down, and gathered the few flowers remaining, some asters, and her especial pride, some autumn violets. (Gustav Freytag)
The lands are lit with all the autumn blaze of golden-rod, and everywhere the purple asters nod and bend and wave and flit. (Helen Hunt)
Nature and autumn
Autumn is the season when nature turns the page. (Pavel Kosorin)
Autumn is Nature’s last party of the year. And dressing for the occasion, forests don their brightest attire, while the creatures follow suit with plush coats of fur. (Debra Welsh)
On a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening. (Bashō)
Such sadness is only at this time of the year:
the Lord does not choose moments in vain…
And nature dies in autumn,
But… how beautifully it dies! (Victor Tretyakov)
Love and autumn
Love is like summer, we need an autumn to regret it. (Joe Dassin)
But I miss you most of all, my darling, when autumn leaves start to fall. (Frank Sinatra)
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. (Elizabeth Cohen)
All the power of love is hidden in autumn. Autumn is the season of reporting to your feelings. Only in autumn do they converge or diverge. They usually meet each other in spring. In spring, everything is so beautiful and forgivably superficial. (Elchin Safarli)
Autumn features
Autumn…the year’s last, loveliest smile. (William Cullen Bryant)
I notice that Autumn is more the season of the soul than of nature. (Friedrich Nietzsche)
Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons. (Jim Bishop)
Autumn can be glorious but menacing too – the long shadows, brisk winds, scurrying leaves, impending frost. (A.S.A. Harrison)
Trees and autumn
Autumn is the striptease of flora. (Willy Meurer)
Autumn. A time when trees get a chance to show their true colors. (Charmaine J. Forde)
Hiking in the autumn forest, celebration of colors and melancholy at the same time. (Otto Baumgartner-Amstad)
Love the trees until their leaves fall off, then encourage them to try again next year. (Chad Sugg)
Life and autumn
Autumn is life that goes deep. (Monika Minder)
Life is like an Autumn; short but colourful. (Zain Baloch)
The autumn of life gathers only what each day has sown. (Alphonse Joseph Auguste Gratry)
Life turns grey as the leaves fall in Autumn. (Kieron Shepherd)
Scents and autumn
There is something spring in autumn, and the last scents of the year sometimes resemble its first emanations. (Alexandre Dumas)
He smelled the scents of autumn, phlox and moist old vegetation and corn in sheaf. (David Herbert Lawrence)
How indescribable the scent of autumn flowers was– barely a scent at all, really; just a faint, strange smell, pleasant but sad. Could a smell be sad or was it just the association with the dying summer? (Dodie Smith)
Wind and autumn
Autumn came, with wind and gold. (Henry David Thoreau)
In the autumn the sighing of the winds is softer than ever… (John Muir)
How the autumn wind blows!
But we’re both still alive,
both you and me. (Shiki)
Leaves and autumn
Autumn has arrived. I hear it in the whispering of leaves. (Anujj Elviis)
The heart of autumn must have broken here, and poured its treasure upon the leaves. (Charlotte Bates)
Autumn may adorn itself, like an old coquette, adorning itself with purple or bronze foliage, but it is only a decoy and a trompe-l’oeil. (Harry Bernard)
Sadness and autumn
An autumn garden has a sadness when the sun is not shining… (Francis Brett Young)
Triste est l’automne pour celui qui ne sait l’égayer. (Celine Blondeau)
Autumn is called the season of sadness. I disagree: real sadness comes with summer, when there is no one to share the sun’s generosity with. (Elchin Safarli)
Sun and autumn
Autumn is the postscript of the sun. (Pierre Veron)
The sun tires of summer and sighs itself into autumn. (Terri Guillemets)
I cannot endure to waste anything so precious as autumnal sunshine by staying in the house. (Nathaniel Hawthorne)
Memories and autumn
I love autumn, this sad season goes well with memories. When the trees have no more leaves, when the sky still preserves at dusk the russet tint which gilds the withered grass, it is sweet to watch everything that once burned in you go out. (Gustave Flaubert)
She embodies all the melancholy of autumn. She has learned to cherish with mournful tenderness a past she dares not remember. (Renée Vivien)
Fire and autumn
October’s poplars are flaming torches lighting the way to winter. (Nova Bair)
Autumn comes.
Autumn falls.
Autumn leaves.
The world turns fire
and burns off all that is fading. (Shellen Lubin)
Calm and autumn
Autumn is the time of picturesque tranquility. (Kristian Goldmund Aumann)
Calm and deep peace in this wide air,
These leaves that redden to the fall;
And in my heart, if calm at all,
If any calm, a calm despair. (Alfred Tennyson)
Storms and autumn
Autumn storms, wild, desolate fellows, how I love you! You rant together about what is rotten and withered, and make a breach for decisiveness, for the clear, clean winter. (Emil Gött)
The call
to the autumn ball give storms
the leaves are dancing (Erhard Horst Bellermann)
Rain and autumn
Autumn is an abode of gold and rain. (Jacques Chessex)
And I rose
In a rainy autumn
And walked abroad in shower of all my days. (Dylan Thomas)
Sunset and autumn
And the sunsets of autumn—are they not gorgeous beyond description? More so than the brightest dreams of poetry? (Charles Lanman)
She sat a little apart and watched the autumnal flame of dahlias in the garden, and the dreaming, glamorous harbour of the September sunset. (L.M. Montgomery)
Solitude and autumn
In the autumn rain, the soul catches cold from its loneliness. (Elmar Kupke)
Even solitude
is sometimes beautiful –
ah, the autumn evening! (Yosa Buson)
Magic and autumn
If a year was tucked inside of a clock, then autumn would be the magic hour. (Victoria Erickson)
Autumn is a place where words fall short. It is a magic that must be felt, breathed, experienced, and treasured. (Laura Jaworski)
Age and autumn
I enjoy the spring more than the autumn now. One does, I think, as one gets older. (Virginia Woolf)
Everything seems sad this autumn. I wonder if it is a sign of age – I have always liked the spring, and this is the first time I have understood the autumn. (Tanizaki Jun’ichirô)
Leaf fall
Autumn leaves are falling, filling up the streets; golden colors on the lawn, nature’s trick or treat! (Rusty Fischer)
Autumn is the hardest season. The leaves are all falling, and they’re falling like they’re falling in love with the ground. (Andrea Gibson)
Flight and autumn
If I were a bird, I would fly about the Earth seeking the successive autumns. (George Eliot)
Smells like autumn. And I love Russian autumn. Something unusually sad, friendly and beautiful. I would take it and fly away somewhere with the cranes. (Anton Chekhov)
Related articles: