Top 100 Autumn I Quotes
#1. Every year, in November, at the season that follows the hour of the dead, the crowning and majestic hours of autumn, I go to visit the chrysanthemums ... They are indeed, the most universal, the most diverse of flowers.
Maurice Maeterlinck
#2. The world know it not; but you, Autumn, I confess it: your wind at night-fall stabs deep into my heart
Murasaki Shikibu
#3. Summer was felt a little more;
in autumn I began to fall.
When winter came with all its white,
you were mine to kiss good night.
Lang Leav
#4. Early in April, as I was vigorously hoeing in a corner, I unearthed a huge toad, to my perfect delight and satisfaction; he had lived all winter, he had doubtless fed on slugs all the autumn. I could have kissed him on the spot.
Celia Thaxter
#5. Every autumn I
take myself into my arms
and kiss my palms
for making it through another
year.
Darshana Suresh
#6. Damn, I was lonely that autumn. I wished for a girl I could hang out with. I never
really did anything to meet girls, too shy, too fucked up. Autumn makes
me think of women.
Henry Rollins
#7. In the spring of 1936, I was introduced by friends to Jean Tatlock. In the autumn, I began to court her. We were at least twice close enough to marriage to think of ourselves as engaged.
J. Robert Oppenheimer
#8. hard rock or the wet marshes but after a certain point I don't care what it's founded on. When I came back from the East last autumn I felt that I wanted the world to be in uniform and at a sort
F Scott Fitzgerald
#9. So when I think of autumn, I think of somebody with hands who does not want me to die.
Toni Morrison
#10. When we make love, it's going to be making love. I want more than just your amazing body, Autumn. I want all of you." She felt him swallow against the top of her head. "I don't know who broke your heart, but I'm going to earn your trust. And we will make love.
Evelyn Adams
#11. I think they look like little pieces of green confetti decorating the grey cement walk and that seems all wrong.
Autumn Doughton
#12. Just as a painter needs light in order to put the finishing touches to his picture, so I need an inner light, which I feel I never have enough of in the autumn.
Leo Tolstoy
#13. They were simply looking at the sky. In their eyes there was no vision: only the reflection of the blue and the absolute skies of early autumn. Those blue skies though, were unusual skies that I might never see again in my life.
Yukio Mishima
#14. When summer opens, I see how fast it matures, and fear it will be short; but after the heats of July and August, I am reconciled, like one who has had his swing, to the cool of autumn.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
#15. So, what can I bring you back from Autumn's?" "Declan.
Eden Butler
#16. Once in a while i am struck
all over again... by just how blue
the sky appears .. on wind-played
autumn mornings, blue enough
to bruise a heart.
Sanober Khan
#17. All autumn, the chafe and jar
of nuclear war;
we have talked our extinction to death.
I swim like a minnow
behind my studio window.
Robert Lowell
#18. Autumn began to run. She felt an icy terror flood through her. He must have been waiting for her. He'd followed her all the way here. To this open, empty place.
He knows where I live.
Sanjida Kay
#19. I love the fall. I love it because of the smells that you speak of; and also because things are dying, things that you don't have to take care of anymore, and the grass stops growing.
Mark Van Doren
#20. Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depths of some devine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
#21. I met Anne in the autumn ... Autumn, that wild season when rural men rack orchard trees with sticks and weep with the desire to kiss faraway Demeter's supple breasts - to set lips to her travel-swollen eyes. They seek goddesses, but I desired only Anne.
Roman Payne
#22. But I do feel a little teeny right now that I'm just about ready to start, and winter is entering. Half past autumn has arrived.
Gordon Parks
#23. Even though I knew this might end in heartbreak, that he might make my life scary and complicated and unpredictable, I knew I couldn't let him walk away. Because I knew he'd also make my life happy and comforting and full.
Kasie West
#24. Still less could I be afraid of those ghosts who touch my thoughts in passing. Any library is filled with them. I can take a book from dusty shelves, and be haunted by the thoughts of one long dead, still lively as ever in their winding sheet of words.
Diana Gabaldon
#25. A wind has blown the rain away & the sky away & all the leaves away, & the trees stand. i think i, too, have known autumn too long.
E. E. Cummings
#26. I can remember neing in high school, walking through Central Park on a chilly day, and the sound of stamping on the crispness of autumn leaves would make me think of the sensation of my head cracking open. And I would get really scared and run all the way home, running for cover.
Elizabeth Wurtzel
#27. I moved forward in the trace of their footsteps as in a waking dream where the scent of a newly blown poppy is no longer a perfume but a blossoming: where the deep red of a maple leaf in autumn is no longer a colour but a grace; where a country is no longer a place but a lullaby.
Kim Thuy
#28. Not sorry, not calling, not crying
All will pass like smoke of white apple trees
Seized by the gold of autumn,
I will no longer be young.
Sergei Yesenin
#29. The Boy came to me in the autumn of 2009. He was in a corner of my mind, choking on his own bad dreams, begging a man not to have him do the thing again.
I didn't want to know what the thing was, so I hid The Boy in a crowd of less troubling voices.
Magaly Guerrero
#30. I enjoy the spring more than the autumn now. One does, I think, as one gets older.
Virginia Woolf
#31. 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.
Wendy Delsol
#32. I'd like to know if you're also responsible for Santa Claus, New York in the autumn, and the production and timely distribution of rainbows.
Christopher Grey
#33. I long for the bulbs to arrive, for the early autumn chores are melancholy, but the planting of bulbs is the work of hope and is always thrilling.
May Sarton
#34. First published in 1984 when I was nothing more than sticks of bone at seven, 'Dragons of Autumn Twilight' began what would be one of the icons of my grunge-stained disenchanted childhood.
Ben Peek
#35. If I could write words
Like leaves on an autumn forest floor,
What a bonfire my letters would make.
If I could speak words of water,
You would drown when I said
I love you.
Spike Milligan
#36. For a breathtaking moment;
I spoke the language of the fleeing leaves
When the sky is shrouded in darkness
Of incoming Ravens in black plumage.
Kristian Goldmund Aumann
#37. It's always the same when I feel the autumn coming. I want to be up and away somewhere, over the hills and far away.
B.B.
#38. Oh, your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze.
We're singing in the car, getting lost Upstate.
Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place,
And I can picture it after all these days.
Taylor Swift
#39. I am saying that in Wales here we have a very clear election commitment and I hope, and I will express this view, I hope that every individual member of the Labour Party, will understand that and will strive to achieve unity so that we can deliver the yes vote in the Autumn.
Ron Davies
#40. I am ten years old again, and I cannot imagine life without him.
Lauren Nowlin
#41. I finally understand what the poets have written. In spring, moved to passion; in autumn only regret.
Lisa See
#42. Oh, good gigantic smile o' the brown old earth, This autumn morning! How he sets his bones To bask i' the sun, and thrusts out knees and feet. From the ripple to run over in its mirth
Robert Browning
#43. ...no one really wants to hear from an Autumn Court reject who would like to offer his services. 'I'm here to help' didn't exactly work in their favor the last time.
Putting it lightly, I really didn't think this move through. I never said I was a genius.
Allana Kephart
#44. Akinli: You never told me your favorite color before you left
Kahlen: So many, but mostly I like the color of autumn
Akinli: The color of autumn...yea how everything looks like it's on fire
Kahlen: But it's dying! Death never looked so lovely
Kiera Cass
#45. When I speak My lips feel cold - The autumn wind.
Matsuo Basho
#46. As I drift through the autumn of my life like a fallen leaf blown about by the winds of time, I sometimes ponder my destiny.
Peggy Toney Horton
#48. I have never had that - a home or someone to go home to. That's when I understood what I'm feeling. You're my home. You're the person I belong to." "Stop," he growls, and I know that he understands now. "You're the glue that holds all of my broken pieces together," I say quietly. "Autumn -
Aurora Rose Reynolds
#49. The autumn leaves, arranged in two or three scarlet terraces among the pine-trees, have fallen like ancient dreams.
Soseki Natsume
#50. You must remain. I must depart.
Two autumns falling in the heart.
Buson
#51. But I cannot think only of the Red girl. When I see the moon, I think of the sun: Mustang burns in my thoughts. If Eo smelled of rust and soil, then the Golden girl is fire and autumn leaves.
Pierce Brown
#52. I seek truth and beauty in the transparency of an autumn leaf, in the perfect form of a seashell on the beach, in the curve of a woman's back, in the texture of an ancient tree trunk, but also in the elusive forms of reality.
Isabel Allende
#53. I love the autumn for its sense of melancholy seems to strike my need for sadness. There is poetry in the dying of the year and mystery as well.
Kyffin Williams
#54. Designers want me to dress like Spring, in billowing things. I don't feel like Spring. I feel like a warm red Autumn.
Marilyn Monroe
#55. Where did the time go? Yesterday, I was a girl, and today, I suddenly find myself in the autumn of my years with the cold winds of winter breathing down my neck.
Peggy Toney Horton
#56. I put quite a few trees in last autumn. A lot of silver birch and a couple of native trees - just generally doing gardening, putting plants in and hedges in. It takes quite a lot of time and I love it.
Sean Bean
#57. It is autumn; not without But within me is the cold. Youth and spring are all about; It is I that have grown old.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
#58. Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter, Dawn, Day, and Night," it mused, as if I hadn't even answered. "The seven Courts of Prythian, each ruled by a High Lord, all of them deadly in their own way.
Sarah J. Maas
#59. In this autumn of 1919, in which I write, we are at the dead season of our fortunes.
John Maynard Keynes
#61. When, in the autumn of 1947, I was fired from the first and only job I have ever held, I wanted one thing out of life: to become a writer.
William Styron
#62. It's September 21st, a day I love for the balance it carries with it.
Pam Houston
#63. I always feel at home where the sugar maple grows ... glorious in autumn, a fountain of coolness in summer, sugar in its veins, gold in its foliage, warmth in its fibers, and health in it the year round.
John Burroughs
#64. I am struck by the simplicity of light in the atmosphere in the autumn, as if the earth absorbed none, and out of this profusion of dazzling light came the autumnal tints.
Henry David Thoreau
#65. Even now I remember those pictures, like pictures in a storybook one loved as a child. Radiant meadows, mountains vaporous in the trembling distance; leaves ankle-deep on a gusty autumn road; bonfires and fog in the valleys; cellos, dark window-panes, snow.
Donna Tartt
#66. I especially like your autumn trees, gracefully letting their leaves fall. That is how I would like to shed my own leaves in this autumn of life, easily and elegantly. Why be so attached to what we are bound to lose anyway? I suppose I mean youth, which has been so present in our conversations.
Isabel Allende
#67. I can see the young man on dizzily autumn mornings, the fog of which he inhaled just like the rapidly evaporating freedom.
Imre Kertesz
#68. I watch the springs, the summers, the autumns; And when comes the winter snow monotonous, I shut all the doors and shutters To build in the night my fairy palace.
Charles Baudelaire
#69. My mother was taught the ch'an concept of happiness, which was to find satisfaction in small things. i was taught to appreciate the fresh air in the morning, the colour of leaves turning red in autumn and the water's smoothness when i soaked my hands in the basin.
Anchee Min
#70. Fall makes me think that if I fail horribly at this art thing, and then fail horribly with this writing thing, I'll go run a pumpkin patch.
Tyler Hojberg
#71. I married my love in the springtime, / but by summer he'd locked me away. / He'd murdered me dead by the autumn, / and by winter I was naught but decay
Emily Carroll
#72. You won't find the tales I bear in any books ... My tales are from the Moon Realm. - Ebb Autumn
Richard Due
#73. Autumn is a fleeting season, melancholy by nature. Its ghostly beauty cultivates a fertile atmosphere for memories that wrote their history on a tablet of fallen leaves - I recall them with the greatest clarity... Whatever else autumn may be, it is the prophet of winter. Winter lasts forever.
Brian P. Easton
#74. Aimee, what if, she asked, you decided to let go? And I wondered if she'd been listening to me at all. Because all I do is let go.
Autumn Doughton
#75. September is the time to begin again. In the country, when I could smell the wood-smoke in the forest, and the curtains could be drawn when the tea came in, on the first autumn evening, I always felt that my season of good luck had come.
Eleanor Perenyi
#76. Eventually I realize that I am holding on to him just as tightly as he holds on to me. And here we are: two small dying things, as the world ends around us like falling autumn leaves.
Lauren DeStefano
#77. I've never known anyone yet who doesn't suffer a certain restlessness when autumn rolls around ... We're all eight years old again and anything is possible.
Sue Grafton
#78. The magic of autumn has seized the countryside; now that the sun isn't ripening anything it shines for the sake of the golden age; for the sake of Eden; to please the moon for all I know.
Elizabeth Coatsworth
#79. I used to be Autumn Winters, daughter of an actress and an architect. I had been one of three living in this home, but now I was just Autumn Winters, and I was alone.
Kirby Howell
#80. A few days ago I walked along the edge of the lake and was treated to the crunch and rustle of leaves with each step I made. The acoustics of this season are different and all sounds, no matter how hushed, are as crisp as autumn air.
Eric Sloane
#81. Yet, in these autumn days when Nature expires, Here, in these veiled scenes, I find more attractions; It is a friend's sad goodbye; it is the last smile From lips that death is going to close forever!
Alphonse De Lamartine
#82. I hope for a light grief in old age.
I was born in Rome and it has returned to me.
My autumn was a kind of she-wolf,
And August - the month of Caesars - smiled at me.
Osip Mandelstam
#83. 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.
Johnny Mercer
#84. I can barely breathe but I think that his lips might be better than oxygen at the moment.
Autumn Doughton
#85. I went up on the hill and walked about until twilight had deepened into an autumn night with a benediction of starry quietude over it. I was alone but not lonely. I was a queen in halls of fancy.
L.M. Montgomery
#86. In autumn even though I may see it again, how can I sleep with the moon this evening?
Dogen
#87. Unnoticed, the passage has occurred; as I brood, autumn dusk dewdrops fall on my pillow. The voices of insects and the deer by the fence, as one, disturb me to tears this autumn dusk.
Princess Shikishi
#88. that I thought of you - of the air that slipped
between the strands of your hair, and blue stones
in my hand, before the autumn damasks
bloom their last, before these blue stones are lain
forgotten as the blossoms of plum trees
I could not render in my artless hands
John Daniel Thieme
#89. I loved autumn, the one season of the year that God seemed to have put there just for the beauty of it.
Lee Maynard
#90. Glorious are the woods in their latest gold and crimson, Yet our full-leaved willows are in the freshest green. Such a kindly autumn, so mercifully dealing With the growths of summer, I never yet have seen.
William C. Bryant
#91. If this was happiness, I know that I wanted to hold it like one wants in vain to hold running water in joined hands. But I was already feeling alongside this happiness something other than happiness which was covering my love like the coloring of autumn.
Andre Gide
#92. These were autumn mornings, the very time of year when kings of old went forth to conquest; and I, never stirring from my little corner in Calcutta, would let my mind wander over the whole world.
Rabindranath Tagore
#93. And I rose
In rainy autumn
And walked abroad in a shower of all my days ...
Dylan Thomas
#94. The earth's distances invite the eye. And as the eye reaches, so must the mind stretch to meet these new horizons. I challenge anyone to stand with autumn on a hilltop and fail to see a new expanse not only around him, but in him, too.
Hal Borland
#95. In the autumn of 1970 I had a job singing in the school system, playing my guitar in classrooms.
Don McLean
#96. But I remember more dearly autumn afternoons in bottoms that lay intensely silent under old great trees
C.S. Lewis
#97. But it isn't hunger that drives millions of armed American Males to forests and hills every autumn, as the high incidence of heart failure among the hunters will prove. Somehow the hunting process has to do with masculinity, but I don't quite know how.
John Steinbeck
#98. I will tell you something that you don't want to hear: Autumn is ugly! Look at the dying leaves! There is no beauty in dying! Death is always ugly! The beauty of autumn is just an illusion, my friend! Wake up and see the real truth! See the crying leaves!
Mehmet Murat Ildan
#99. As long as autumn lasts, I shall not have hands, canvas and colors enough to paint the beautiful things I see.
Vincent Van Gogh
#100. I am happy to experience beauty of each season; spring time, summer, autumn and winter.
Lailah Gifty Akita
