Dying Leaves Quotes

#1. The moon rode in the sky - a hunted thing dodging behind wisps of tattered cloud, and the air was heavy and wet and redolent of dying leaves. ("The Refugee")

Jane Dixon Rice

#2. Autumn always fascinated me - so much beauty in dying. Leaves holding on until the bitter end, finally going down in a blaze of glory, almost as if they were trying to convince us to keep them alive.

Myra McEntire

#3. 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

#4. Always find a time to sit on a humid autumn bench to feed the poor birds or to think the dying leaves!

Mehmet Murat Ildan

#5. Wrapped in his sad-colored cloak, the Day, like a Puritan, standeth
Stern in the joyless fields, rebuking the lingering color,
Dying hectic of leaves and the chilly blue of the asters,
Hearing, perchance, the croak of a crow on the desolate tree-top.

Bayard Taylor

#6. I was wishing I was invisible. Outside, the leaves were falling to the ground, and I was infinitely sad, sad down to my bones. I was sad for Phoebe and her parents and Prudence and Mike, sad for the leaves that were dying, and sad for myself, for something I had lost.

Sharon Creech

#7. And we'd sit in the dry leaves that whispered a little with the slow respiration of our waiting and with the slow breathing of the earth and the windless october, the rank smell of the lantern fouling the brittle air, listening to the dog and the echo of louis' voice dying away

William Faulkner

#8. October turned my maple's leaves to gold; The most are gone now; here and there one lingers: Soon these will slip from the twigs' weak hold, Like coins between a dying miser's fingers.

Thomas Bailey Aldrich

#9. The Autumn is old; The sere leaves are flying; He hath gather'd up gold, And now he is dying;- Old age, begin sighing!

Thomas Hood

#10. It is a poor observance of our first century as a nation if we run up a flag of surrender with three dying maple leaves on it.

Charlotte Whitton

#11. Yes. I wish to be with you until the breath leaves my body, until the last stars burn out, and the earth falls into the dying sun.

Jordan L. Hawk

#12. A man in a cave or in a camp, a nomad, will die with no more estate than the wolf or the horse leaves.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

#13. Don't be fooled by the few red or brown leaves you find on poison ivy in the fall - the plant is not dying; it's just cheating with different pigments.

Hope Jahren

#14. Sometimes, I don't know that words for things,
how to write down the feeling of knowing
that every dying person leaves something behind.

Jacqueline Woodson

#15. They say we die twice - once when the last breath leaves our body and once when the last person we know says our name.

Al Pacino

#16. 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

#17. I firmly disbelieve in death. A spirit never dies. Where it wanders when it leaves the flesh, is a cognitive proposition.

Kellie Elmore

#18. If only humans could die like the autumn leaves, with a splash of beauty and the promise of another season.

Shana Chartier

#19. If I could control tomorrow's haze,
The darkened shore wouldn't bother me,
If I can't control the web we weave,
My life will be lost in the fallen leaves ...

David Bowie

#20. The warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing, The bare boughs are sighing, the pale flowers are dying, And the Year On the earth her death-bed, in a shroud of leaves dead, Is lying ...

Percy Bysshe Shelley

#21. We are dying, we are dying, piecemeal our bodies are dying and our strength leaves us, and our soul cowers naked in the dark rain over the flood, cowering in the last branches of the tree of our life.

D.H. Lawrence

#22. Leaves, while they live, hang together; dying, they fall one by one.

Marty Rubin

#23. Love when it comes, its easy. But when it leaves, its like dying.

Lee Donghae

#24. Don't be in temper, to leave so quickly, that I may be dying. But all too soon, the leaves and debris will gather elsewhere.

Anthony Liccione

#25. Ah! the year is slowly dying,
And the wind in tree-top sighing,
Chant his requiem.
Thick and fast the leaves are falling,
High in air wild birds are calling,
Nature's solemn hymn.

Mary Weston Fordham

#26. The dust was antique spice, burnt maple leaves, a prickling blue that teemed and sifted to earth. Swarming its own shadows, the dust filtered over the tents.

Ray Bradbury

#27. If I Must Go
If I must go to heaven's end
Climbing the ages like a stair,
Be near me and forever bend
With the same eyes above me there;
Time will fly past us like leaves flying,
We shall not heed, for we shall be
Beyond living, beyond dying,
Knowing and known unchangeably.

Sara Teasdale

#28. My father, my father, and dost thou not hear
The words that the Erl-King now breathes in mine ear?
'Be calm, dearest child, 'tis thy fancy deceives;
Tis the sad wind that sighs through the withering leaves.

Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe