Top 100 Quotes About Autumn Leaves
#1. The circus looks abandoned and empty. But you think perhaps you can smell caramel wafting through the evening breeze, beneath the crisp scent of the autumn leaves. A subtle sweetness at the edges of the cold.
Erin Morgenstern
#2. Sad that our finest aspiration
Our freshest dreams and meditations,
In swift succession should decay,
Like Autumn leaves that rot away.
Alexander Pushkin
#3. In the summer heat the reapers say, We have seen her dancing with the autumn leaves, and we saw a drift of snow in her hair.
Kahlil Gibran
#4. Dancing of the autumn leaves on the surface of a lake is a dream we see when we are awake!
Mehmet Murat Ildan
#5. The autumn leaves blew over the moonlit pavement in such a way as to make the girl who was moving there seem fixed to a sliding walk, letting the motion of the wind and the leaves carry her forward. [ ... ] The trees overhead made a great sound of letting down their dry rain.
Ray Bradbury
#6. Autumn leaves snap and crackle
Seasons carry gravity,
Burdens, dreams,
Seeing and things.
Abigail George
#7. 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
#8. While cares will drop off like autumn leaves.
John Muir
#9. Every time I look at you autumn leaves come in between - does it matter they're the color of your hair - or they still fall in my memory? ...
John Geddes
#10. you think perhaps you can smell caramel wafting through the evening breeze, beneath the crisp scent of the autumn leaves. A subtle sweetness at the edges of the cold. The
Erin Morgenstern
#11. It blows a snowing gale in the winter of the year;
The boats are on the sea and the crews are on the pier.
The needle of the vane, it is veering to and fro,
A flash of sun is on the veering of the vane.
Autumn leaves and rain,
The passion of the gale.
Robert Louis Stevenson
#12. The pure heart that sorrow cleaves
Is more fragile than autumn leaves
Yasser Kashef
#13. 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
#15. A human heart can never grow old if it takes a lively interest in the pairing of birds, the reproduction of flowers, and the changing tints of autumn leaves.
Lydia M. Child
#16. If you move faster than the music, it will look strange; if you move slower than the music, it will look strange! Be like autumn leaves which follow exactly the rhythm of the wind!
Mehmet Murat Ildan
#17. The autumn leaves, arranged in two or three scarlet terraces among the pine-trees, have fallen like ancient dreams.
Soseki Natsume
#18. 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
#19. Excessive hype, bankruptcy, cash burning like autumn leaves - such is the stuff of short-selling.
Gary Weiss
#20. Autumn leaves shower like gold, like rainbows, as the winds of change begin to blow, signaling the later days of autumn.
Dan Millman
#21. True friends are like diamonds,
Precious and rare,
Fake friends are like autumn leaves,
Found everywhere.
Ari Joseph
#22. Weave for the mighty chestnut
A tributary crown
Of autumn leaves, the brightest then
When autumn leaves are brown
Hang up his bridle on the wall,
His saddle on the tree,
Till time shall bring some racing king
Worthy to wear as he!
William Nack
#23. The fallen autumn leaves were slick beneath Bod's feet, and the mists blurred the edges of the world. Nothing was as clean-cut as he had thought it, a few minutes before.
Neil Gaiman
#24. Century-old records are the closest thing we have to a time machine. To listen to the voice of Theodore Roosevelt or the piano playing of Claude Debussy is to feel the years falling away like autumn leaves from a maple tree.
Terry Teachout
#25. No lake is beautiful without the sky, without the mist or without the trees and the autumn leaves! No beauty is beautiful in itself!
Mehmet Murat Ildan
#26. If only humans could die like the autumn leaves, with a splash of beauty and the promise of another season.
Shana Chartier
#27. Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.
Rabindranath Tagore
#28. And that afternoon, as the sun slanted low through the changing autumn leaves, I remembered to savor the moment, soak in the beauty, breathe deeply and feel the immensity of God.
Cindee Snider Re
#29. 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
#30. Erupting like fiery autumn leaves between silks
as skin meets skin
flames that lick everything
and consume all there is.
Sreesha Divakaran
#31. She smelled faintly of wildflowers. But beneath that she smelled like autumn leaves. Like the dark smell of her own hair, like road dust and the air before a summer storm.
Patrick Rothfuss
#32. 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
#34. The windows are open, admitting the September breeze: a month that smells like notepaper and pencil shavings, autumn leaves and car oil. A month that smells like progress, like moving on.
Lauren Oliver
#35. It's a beautiful fall day. Gentle wind teases stubborn autumn leaves. Some defy the gentle wind and sway. A taunting dance. Come with me and look at the magnificence of the last dance.
Fidelis O. Mkparu
#36. People are not rain or snow or autumn leaves; they do not look beautiful when they fall.
Naveed A. Khan
#37. I saw the autumn leaves peel up of the street, Take wing on the balmy breeze and sweep you off your feet
Owl City
#38. I'm not a bad guy. If only I could stop hoping. If only I could say to my heart: Give up. Be alone forever. There's always opera. There's angel-food cake and neighborhood children caroling, and the look of autumn leaves on a wet roof. But no. My heart's some kind of idiotic fishing bobber.
George Saunders
#39. There is something incredibly nostalgic and significant about the annual cascade of autumn leaves.
Joe L. Wheeler
#40. The Harvester was the rustling of autumn leaves, there one minute, gone the next.
Jolene Haley
#41. Sometimes I ask myself what autumn smells like? My answer is smell of the fireworks of autumn leaves and red wine.
Bryanna Reid
#42. [I have] a heavenly vase full of autumn leaves today. They look so beautiful. How much closer to God can one get? And a beautiful blue heron flew over the brook. Nature can make me cry faster than anything.
Lotte Lenya
#43. Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.
William Allingham
#44. There is a time in late September when the leaves are still green, and the days are still warm, but somehow you know that it is all about to end, as if summer was holding its breath, and when it let it out again, it would be autumn.
Sharyn McCrumb
#45. When autumn gusts blew in from the Rideau Lakes, parched brown leaves swirled and scattered around the sides of the neglected building, forming mounds like grave-markers, for ghosts of the past, who lingered on the dust-covered dance floor.
Arlene Stafford-Wilson
#46. When an autumn leaf meets a beautiful lake, art reaches beyond the unreachable places!
Mehmet Murat Ildan
#47. Without 'tis autumn, the wind beats on the pane
With heavy drops, the leaves high upwards sweep.
You take old letters from a crumpled heap,
And in one hour have lived your life again.
Mihai Eminescu
#49. 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!
Rainbow Rowell
#50. I loved you when love was Spring, and May, Loved you when summer deepened into June, and now when autumn yellows all the leaves ...
Vita Sackville-West
#51. I love Toronto's long autumns, warm with windy swirls of golden spores, redolent with giant, sun-roasted leaves flapping up and down the streets, and horrible winter always seeming far, far off!
Guy Maddin
#52. In this part of California, there is no fall or spring. Summer drops right into winter, into summer, back and forth. Our idea of autumn is October, where the leaves rapidly go from green to gold to on-the-ground, and it's suddenly freezing.
Kelley York
#53. Whoever has no house now, will never have one.
Whoever is alone will stay alone,
will sit, read, write long letters through the evening,
and wander on the boulevards, up and down,
restlessly, while dry leaves are blowing.
Rainer Maria Rilke
#54. The leaves fall patiently
Nothing remembers or grieves
The river takes to the sea
The yellow drift of leaves.
Sara Teasdale
#55. Now I realize that the trees blossom in Spring and bear fruit in Summer without seeking praise; and they drop their leaves in Autumn and become naked in Winter without fearing blame.
Khalil Gibran
#56. Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night's decay
Ushers in a drearier day.
Emily Bronte
#57. Parting is a training streamer,Lingering like leaves in autumn ...
Philip Larkin
#58. 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
#59. As leaves cover the forest floor in a carpet of vibrant rusts, orange and gold, autumn proves that sometimes death too can be a beautiful thing.
Nikita Gill
#60. Autumn
The cheerful sundial;
it falls in the shadow
of thy leaves.
there
where your branches
brace themselves
against the gate of heaven
Kristian Goldmund Aumann
#61. By late autumn the yard would grow thick with fallen leaves, causing the landlady to heave many deep sighs.
Takashi Hiraide
#62. Autumn is a reminder that while the leaves die and fall, there will always be Spring, a chance to replenish and be reborn again. We all have the opportunity to replenish ourselves, to be reborn.
Tao Porchon-Lynch
#63. Autumn flings her fiery cloak over the sumac, beech and oak.
Susan Lendroth
#64. Inside of us, there's a continual autumn. Our leaves fall and are blown out over the water.
Rumi
#65. Fallen leaves lying on the grass in the November sun bring more happiness than the daffodils.
Cyril Connolly
#66. Glib tongues frill up their hash of knowledge
for mankind in polished speeches
that are no more than vaporous winds
rustling the fallen leaves in autumn.
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
#67. 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
#68. What was it Catelyn Stark had called them, that night at Bitterbridge? The knights of summer. And now it was autumn and they were falling like leaves ...
George R R Martin
#69. 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
#70. A tree 'fires' its leaves every autumn, and a mother bird 'fires' its babies from the nest in spring, right? Be alert to the need to call an end to a relationship within your business, and if it's your turn to fire, do it swiftly.
Andrea J. Lee
#71. Some people fall head over heels. Other people begin to fall without even knowing it - love grows like a spring flower beneath last autumn's leaves and catches them by surprise.
Elizabeth Chandler
#72. 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
#73. 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
#74. 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
#76. Listen! the wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves, we have had our summer evenings, now for October eves!
Humbert Wolfe
#77. Catch a vista of maples in that long light and you see Autumn glowing through the leaves ... The promise of gold and crimson is there among the branches, though as yet it is achieved on only a stray branch, an impatient limb or an occasional small tree which has not yet learned to time its changes.
Hal Borland
#78. The gardener hath gathered up this autumn's leaves. Who shall see them again, or who wot of them? And who shall say what hath befallen in the days of long ago?
Lord Dunsany
#79. He types his labored column - weary drudge! Senile fudge and solemn: spare, editor, to condemn these dry leaves of his autumn.
Robertson Davies
#80. When men once reach their autumn, sickly joys fall off apace, as yellow leaves from trees
Edward Young
#81. Love the trees until their leaves fall off, then encourage them to try again next year.
Chad Sugg
#82. Corn wind in the fall, come off the black lands, come off the whisper of the silk hangers, the lap of the flat spear leaves.
Carl Sandburg
#83. Deliver me from the long drought of the mind . Let leaves from the deciduous Cross fall on us, washing us clean, turning our autumn to gold by the affluence of their fountain.
R.S. Thomas
#84. Another day another life
Passes by just like mine
It's not complicated
Another mind
Another soul
Another body to grow old
It's not complicated
Ed Sheeran
#85. Leaves in every shade of the autumn spectrum - red, yellow, orange, brown - littered the ground at my feet, crunching beneath my boots as I stepped out of the car and looked around.
Kristi Cook
#86. Here and there on the branch of an oak a congress of leaves still clung, rigid as flakes of bronze.
Martha Ostenso
#87. The once green leaves have faded to blood-red and autumn herself has wrapped her crisp cloak around your shoulders
Unknown
#88. The last dead leaves of fall crackled underfoot, winter-crisp.
Neil Gaiman
#89. The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly changes from the summer cottons into its winter wools.
Henry Beston
#90. No one made sense of the love they shared. They didn't get the hang of it either. But together, the clocks of winter stopped.. And autumn's fallen leaves turned, swiftly, scarlet.
Malak El Halabi
#91. Leaves grow old gracefully, bring such joy in their last lingering days. How vibrant and bright is their final flurry of life.
Karen Gibbs
#92. Flowers bloomed without glimpsing your smile in spring, leaves have fallen in autumn chiming in with the gloom, the chill of winter has gone and now is the first light of summer without you near but in our hearts will forever hold you dear ... Elizabeth's Shorter Poems
Elizabeth E. Castillo
#93. Autumn came, and the leaves in the forest turned to orange and gold. Then, as winter approached, the wind caught them as they fell
Hans Christian Andersen
#94. An autumn leaf is the corpse of that leaf and what a crazy thing that we love these corpses!
Mehmet Murat Ildan
#95. 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.
Monica Baldwin
#96. But you can't plead with autumn. No. The midnight wind stalked through the woods, hooted to frighten you, swept everything away for the approaching winter, whirled the leaves. ("The North")
Yevgeny Zamyatin
#98. The President needs me at the White House. It's autumn, you know, and the leaves need raking.
Spiro T. Agnew
#99. The summer had turned, the summer had gone; the autumn had dropped upon Bly and had blown out half our lights. The place, with its gray sky and withered garlands, its bared spaces and scattered dead leaves, was like a theater after the performance
all strewn with crumpled playbills.
Henry James
#100. ...he could feel hot tears coming to his eyes as the image of that night, outside the house as the November wind blew black leaves up off the ground and the sky turned colors like bruised flesh.
David Nickle
