Top 100 Quotes About Autumn: Famous Quotes & Sayings About Autumn

#1. Cut out the love of self, like an autumn lotus with thy hand!

#2. In his autumn before the winter comes mans last mad surge of youth.

#3. I felt and saw the night outside deep within me. Wind and wetness, autumn, bitter smell of foliage, scattered leaves of the elm tree.

Hermann Hesse

#4. Autumn clouds, vague and obscure; The evening, lonely and chill. I felt the dampness on my garments, But saw no spot, and heard no sound of rain.

Bai Juyi

#5. There is something of the same pleasure in noticing the hues of the stars that there is in looking at a flower garden in autumn.

Maria Mitchell

#6. Truly, Autumn is my season," the scarlet beast chorted. "Spring and Summer and Winter all begin with such late letters! But Autumn and Fall, I have loved best, because they are best to love.

Catherynne M Valente

#7. Delicious Autumn!

George Eliot

#8. There was a hint of spring in her sole green eyes, something summery in her complexion, and a rich autumn ripeness in her walk.

Toni Morrison

#9. 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

#10. You like it under the trees in autumn, because everything is half dead. The wind moves like a cripple among the leaves and repeats words without menaing.

Wallace Stevens

#11. 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

#12. Autumn resumes the land, ruffles the woods
with smoky wings, entangles them.

Geoffrey Hill

#13. What I know is nothing but that we are a spring path of autumn light carved into a river of ancient singing.

Heather K. O'Hara

#14. On the day of the race, as I run those very streets, will I be able to fully enjoy this autumn in New York? Or will I be too preoccupied? I won't know until I actually start running. If there's one hard and fast rule about marathons, it's that.

Haruki Murakami

#15. Life turns grey as the leaves fall in Autumn.

Kieron Shepherd

#16. But frost, like the crystallized dreams of autumn, began to coat the clearing with its sugar glaze.

Victoria Steele Logue

#17. 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

#18. Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons.

Jim Bishop

#19. Autumn ripens in the summer's ray.

John Armstrong

#20. Autumn burned brightly, a running flame through the mountains, a torch flung to the trees.

Faith Baldwin

#21. 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

#22. In the third month of autumn it blows down the leaves
to open up the second month's flowers.
On the river are waves of a thousand feet.
Among the bamboo, ten thousand are dry and slanting

Li Qiao

#23. Embrace the gift of autumn; where every flower radiates its splendor.

Lailah Gifty Akita

#24. Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop away from you like the leaves of Autumn.

John Muir

#25. She was gentle and sedate as usual, but evidently absent and preoccupied. Her eyes rested on the dew lying on the grass in the garden, and her ears were intent upon the melancholy singing of the autumn insects. It was as if we were in a real romance.

Murasaki Shikibu

#26. That night the first frost of autumn struck Tucker's Grove. It crept up from the ground, snaring the fragile roots of plants. It emerged from the air, etching its signature on window-panes. A portent. The year was nearing its end. Things would die soon.

Kevin J. Anderson

#27. The rain hit the windows like rice; the fire roared hollowly; the autumn afternoon discoloured into darkness.

Elizabeth Taylor

#28. Ren's scent was everywhere. The smoke of aged wood lingering beneath a chilled autumn sky, the smooth burn of well-worn leather, the seductive ribbon of sandalwood. I closed my eyes, letting his scent pour over me, filling me with memories.

Andrea Cremer

#29. 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

#30. O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being. Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

#31. Well, the old Autumn didn't know anything about reality. The old Autumn was quite happy living in a childish make-believe world where bad things didn't happen and where you could make up whatever silly story you liked and tell yourself it was true.

Liz Kessler

#32. Pine trees rise through cloud
soar up into the blue skies,
bush clover spangled with dewdrops
sways in the autumn breeze;
As I dip cold, pure water
at the edge of the stream,
a solitary white crane
comes lolloping my way.

Baisao

#33. Wisdom is like the rain.
It's supply is unlimited, but it comes down according to what the occasion requires -
in winter and spring, in summer and autumn,
always in due measure, more or less,
but the source of that rain is the oceans itself, which has no limits.

Rumi

#34. As he walked, the sad faded leaves were driven pitilessly around him by the wind, and under the mingling influences of autumn and evening, a craving for the quietude of the grave ... overtook him with unwanted intensity.

Georges Rodenbach

#35. 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

#36. Why I so much prefer autumn to spring is that in the autumn one looks at heaven
in the spring at the earth.

Soren Kierkegaard

#37. Nothing is beautiful by itself; things are beautiful with other things. Water is beautiful with autumn leafs, with a bird or with a reflection of the clouds!

Mehmet Murat Ildan

#38. We are reformers in the spring and summer, but in autumn we stand by the old. Reformers in the morning, and conservers at night.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

#39. The first breath of autumn was in the air, a prodigal feeling, a feeling of wanting, taking, and keeping before it is too late.

J.L. Carr

#40. Women's words are as light as the doomed leaves whirling in autumn, Easily swept by the wind, easily drowned by the wave.

Ovid

#41. 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

#42. But we cannot choose what we remember and what we forget. All the lovely bright moments of our lives get forgotten except for remnants here and there, like the leaves blown from a tree in the autumn, and the terrible things, they stick with us forever, as bright and raw as the day they happened.

Paul Kearney

#43. Bulb: potential flower buried in Autumn, never to be seen again.

Henry Beard

#44. A lonely man is a lonesome thing, a stone, a bone, a stick, a receptacle for Gilbey's gin, a stooped figure sitting at the edge of a hotel bed, heaving copious sighs like the autumn wind.

John Cheever

#45. On this road
where nobody else travels
autumn nightfall.

Matsuo Basho

#46. What had brought me to New York in the autumn of 1972 was a letter of recommendation written by Norman Mailer, the author of 'The Naked and the Dead' and American literature's leading heavyweight contender, to Dan Wolf, the delphic editor of 'The Village Voice.'

James Wolcott

#47. 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

#48. There is only one autumn in a year, but in people's life, there are many autumns in one year!

Mehmet Murat Ildan

#49. Let whoever wants to, relax in the south,
And bask in the garden of paradise.
Here is the essence of north-and it's autumn
I've chosen as this year's friend.

Anna Akhmatova

#50. 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

#51. 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

#52. Autumn is a classical music; when it begins, the gravity disappears!

Mehmet Murat Ildan

#53. I like misty autumn mornings,
and cold snowy winter nights.
Rainstorms bring me innerpeace,
thunder sets my soul alight.

I care not for summer,
days too long, the heavy heat.
Give me candlelight evenings,
early darkness, a silent street.

N.C.

#54. Sunlight is like the breath of life to the pomp of autumn.

Nathaniel Hawthorne

#55. Well, quite softly, one day following another, a spring on a winter, and an autumn after a summer, this wore away, piece by piece, crumb by crumb; it passed away, it is gone, I should say it has sunk; for something always remains at the bottom as one would say - a weight here, at one's heart.

Gustave Flaubert

#56. As the autumn deepens, the fathomless lakes of their eyes assume an ever more sorrowful hue. The leaves turn color, the grasses wither; the beasts sense the advance of a long, hungry season. And bowing to their vision, I too know a sadness.

Haruki Murakami

#57. The wheel of seasons is broken, says the spring pattern this autumn day, and so am I.

David Mitchell

#58. Her soul was a fifth season, of richer hue than autumn, bursting with more life than spring, hidden away, ready to transform the world with such glory as it had never seen.

Carol Berg

#59. Autumn is the time of balance and of
sacrifice, a time when the light is defeated by darkness, a time
when night takes over and brings the coming winter. The
ancient wisdom says that those who long for light must face
their inner darkness and overcome it.

Tony Riches

#60. While a man desires a woman,
His mind is bound
As closely as a calf to its mother.

As you would pluck an autumn lily,
Pluck the arrow of desire.

Dhammapada

#61. ...and thinking how the first scent of autumn is like coming across a lost album of childhood photographs.

Jonathan Hull

#62. What is autumn? Here is a very simple definition: Autumn is a Queen, Queen of Beauty!

Mehmet Murat Ildan

#63. Erupting like fiery autumn leaves between silks
as skin meets skin
flames that lick everything
and consume all there is.

Sreesha Divakaran

#64. He'd grown unused to woods like this. He'd become accustomed to the Northwest, evergreen and shaded dark. Here he was surrounded by soft leaves, not needles; leaves that carried their deaths secretly inside them, that already heard the whispers of Autumn. Roots and branches that knew things.

Michael Montoure

#65. Your heart, Bessie, is an autumn garage.

J.D. Salinger

#66. The prospect of death in autumn, she said, was irrelevant next to its happy recognition of its participation in the life of the tree itself.

David Guterson

#67. An autumn forest is such a place that once entered you never look for the exit!

Mehmet Murat Ildan

#68. It's autumn in New York. The colors are changing - yellow, the browns, the greens, the oranges. And that's just the tap water.

David Letterman

#69. A child walked by, rolling a metal hoop that made a sound of autumn.

Yasunari Kawabata

#70. Flowers that had bloomed brilliant from spring through autumn blackened under the killing frost.

Nora Roberts

#71. Autumn lingered on as if fond of its own perfection.

Winston Graham

#72. Pale amber sunlight falls across The reddening October trees ... 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 ...

Ernest Dowson

#73. 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

#74. An eight-mile drive over rain-washed Irish roads in the quick-falling dusk of autumn is an experience trying to the patience, even to the temper, of the average Saxon.

Katherine Cecil Thurston

#75. But a haiku by Buson came into his mind: 'I try to forget this senile love; a chilly autumn shower.' The gloom only grew denser.

Yasunari Kawabata

#76. All-cheering Plenty, with her flowing horn,
Led yellow Autumn, wreath'd with nodding corn.
[Brigs of Ayr]

Robert Burns

#77. 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

#78. They do not need the sun. Who needs the sun when the eyes glow? Darkness. A woolen fog has wrapped the earth, has dropped a heavy curtain. From far away, from beyond the curtain, comes the sound of drops falling on stone. Far, far away - the autumn, people, tomorrow. ("The North")

Yevgeny Zamyatin

#79. The old church tower and garden wall
Are black with autumn rain
And dreary winds foreboding call
The darkness down again

Emily Bronte

#80. I have always been sure
That when [the Day of Judgement] comes it will come in autumn.
Heaven, I am quite sure, wouldn't disappoint
The bulbs.

Christopher Fry

#81. The day of the worst thing in the world was long and hot and bright, packed so full of summer autumn seeped out through the stitches.

Catherynne M Valente

#82. Jeremy had a mysterious, breath-taking allure about him, the feel of autumn, like riding down a leaf-strewn road, churning up the fragrance of tomorrow in her wake. Yes, Jeremy was a dangerous mix of something sweetly familiar and the enticing scent of change.

Susan May Warren

#83. It almost seems as if autumn were the true creator, more creative than the spring, which is too even-toned, more creative when it comes with its will-to-change and shatters the much too ready-made, self-satisfied and really almost bourgeois-complacent image of summer.

Rainer Maria Rilke

#84. Autumn

The season between summer and winter,
comprising in the Northern Hemisphere
usually the months of September,
October and November.

A period of maturity.

Cecelia Ahern

#85. How soon do you think it is? Time will tell me. When it's autumn, the leaves fall. When the time comes, I'll know it.
[Responding to a question about when he will start throwing his slider in his attempt to comeback from a career-ending stroke.]

J.R. Richard

#86. The tints of autumn ... a mighty flower garden blossoming under the spell of the enchanter, frost.

John Greenleaf Whittier

#87. 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

#88. I also hear your president say that war is the means of last resort and I think he means that. I met him last autumn and he assured me that they wanted to come through and disarm Iraq by peaceful means, and that's what we are trying to do as hard as we can.

Hans Blix

#89. Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.

Rabindranath Tagore

#90. The fear of being noticed after a hundred years disappears as I look into a pair of autumn-colored eyes.

Laura Whitcomb

#91. Don't complain about autumn. Walk with grief like a good friend. Listen to what he says. Sometimes the cold and dark of a cave give the opening we most want.

Jalaluddin Rumi

#92. The time of the autumn floods came and the hundred streams poured into the Yellow River. ... Then the Lord of the River was beside himself with Joy, believing that all the beauty in the world belonged to him alone.

Zhuangzi

#93. He is outside of everything, and alien everywhere. He is an aesthetic solitary. His beautiful, light imagination is the wing that on the autumn evening just brushes the dusky window.

Henry James

#94. The falling leaf that tells of autumn's death is, in a subtler sense, a prophecy of spring.

Robert Green Ingersoll

#95. 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