Top 100 Summer Autumn Quotes
#1. There is no season such delight can bring, as summer, autumn, winter and the spring.
William Browne
#2. From dawn to dusk, winter to spring, summer & autumn; the contrasts of nature refresh the mind & renew our sense of balance
Phil Harding
#3. 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
#4. 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
#5. The equatorial monsoons which brought a rainy season to the coasts had small effect here in the highlands, from moon to moon, the rainfall varied little. Winter, summer, autumn, spring were involuted, turning in upon themselves, a slow circling of time.
Peter Matthiessen
#6. I am happy to experience beauty of each season; spring time, summer, autumn and winter.
Lailah Gifty Akita
#7. 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
#8. Here will I live in the rainy season, here in the autumn and in the summer: thus muses the fool. He realizes not the danger (of death).
Gautama Buddha
#9. There is a time in the last few days of summer when the ripeness of autumn fills the air.
Rudolfo Anaya
#10. 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
#11. Then summer fades and passes and October comes. We'll smell smoke then, and feel an unexpected sharpness, a thrill of nervousness, swift elation, a sense of sadness and departure.
Thomas Wolfe
#12. Autumn is leaving its mellowness behind for its spiky, rotted stage. Don't remember summer even saying goodbye.
David Mitchell
#13. 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
#14. Well I've been locking myself up in my house for some time now Reading and writing and reading and thinking and searching for reasons and missing the seasons The Autumn, the Spring, the Summer, the snow
Colleen Hoover
#15. Summer
The seasons between spring and autumn, comprising in the Northern Hemisphere
the warmest months of the year: June, July and August.
The period of finest development, perfection, or beauty previous to any decline; the summer of life.
Cecelia Ahern
#16. He'd fill every moment with the seasons he'd found in his heart: hopes like birds on a spring branch; happiness like a warm summer sun; magic like the rising mists of autumn. And best of all, love; love enough for a thousand Christmases.
Clive Barker
#17. 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
#18. Baseball is really two sports
the summer game and the autumn game. One is the leisurely pastime of our national mythology. The other is not so gentle.
Thomas Boswell
#19. 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
#20. Let the summer passes quickly and let the winter comes slowly and so we may have longer autumn, The Golden Kingdom!
Mehmet Murat Ildan
#22. The weather has changed completely in the last week. Last Saturday was mild and sunny, autumn looking reluctantly back over its shoulder towards summer. Today it was wet and blustery, autumn barrelling forward impatiently into winter.
Jo Walton
#23. O, Winter! Put away thy snowy pride;
O, Spring! Neglect the cowslip and the bell;
O, Summer! Throw thy pears and plums aside;
O, Autumn! Bid the grape with poison swell.
Thomas Chatterton
#24. Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all.
Stanley H. Horowitz
#25. The perfect weather of Indian Summer lengthened and lingered, warm sunny days were followed by brisk nights with Halloween a presentiment in the air.
Wallace Stegner
#26. Autumn to winter, winter into spring, Spring into summer, summer into fall,
So rolls the changing year, and so we change; Motion so swift, we know not that we move.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
#27. 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
#28. T'was Spring, t'was Summer, all was gay Now Autumn bears a cloud brow The flowers of Spring are swept way And Summer fruits desert the bough
Thomas Gray
#30. Summer ends, and Autumn comes, and he who would have it otherwise would have high tide always and a full moon every night.
Hal Borland
#31. Listen! the wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves, we have had our summer evenings, now for October eves!
Humbert Wolfe
#32. Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence.
Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance.
Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence.
Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance.
Yoko Ono
#33. Strong jealousy in a beautiful love is the autumn in the middle of a hot summer!
Mehmet Murat Ildan
#34. Maybe late afternoon is autumn; summer's retreat
not being archived, but suspended, as the feathered
vane of a bird wings its way across the avenue.
Michelle Cahill
#35. In the journey of the year, the autumn is Venice, spring is Naples, certainly, and the majestic maturity of summer is Rome.
George William Curtis
#36. She felt vaguely upset and unsettled. She was suddenly tired of outworn dreams. And in the garden the petals of the last red rose were scattered by a sudden little wind. Summer was over
it was Autumn.
L.M. Montgomery
#37. The winter will be short, the summer long,
The autumn amber-hued, sunny and hot,
Tasting of cider and of scuppernong.
Elinor Wylie
#38. When autumn comes, it doesn't ask. It just walks in, where it left you last. And you never know, when it starts; until there's fog inside the glass around your summer heart.
John Mayer
#39. Summer is leaving silently. Much like a traveler approaching the end of an amazing journey.
Darnell Lamont Walker
#40. Rain was falling, quiet rain, penetrating, like thick fog. You know, the terrible rain that rubs out the hours, that lies outside of time, in the eternity of sadness that no longer dares to name itself, autumn rain that erases even the memory of a possible return of summer. It was raining like that.
Marie Bronsard
#41. Summer Kingdom farthest west, Autumn next, then Winter, and finally the Spring Kingdom on the Destas Sea.
Sara Raasch
#42. No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.
[The Autumnal]
John Donne
#43. Winter is sitting; autumn is walking; summer is running, but the Spring is flying!
Mehmet Murat Ildan
#44. Now the city is at its loveliest. The crowds of summer and autumn have gone, the air has a new freshness, the light has that pale-gold quality unique to this time of year. There have been several weeks of this weather now, without a drop of rain.
Lucy Foley
#45. Summer makes me drowsy. Autumn makes me sing. Winter's pretty lousy, but I hate Spring.
Dorothy Parker
#46. Autumn truly is what summer pretends to be: the best of all seasons. It is as glorious as summer is tedious; as subtle as summer is obvious; as refreshing as summer is wearying. Autumn seems like paradise.
Gregg Easterbrook
#47. The great secret of social alchemy is to profit best from each stage in our lives, to gather all its leaves in spring, all its flowers in summer, and all its fruits in autumn.
Honore De Balzac
#48. In the winter you may want the summer; in the summer, you may want the autumn; in the autumn, you may want the winter; but only in the spring you dream and want no other season but the spring!
Mehmet Murat Ildan
#49. As that ripe summer turned to autumn, the sunlight cooled to a slantwise gleam, bronzing the beach grass and setting the beetle-bung trees afire.
Geraldine Brooks
#50. Mrs. Jo did not mean the measles, but that more serious malady called love, which is apt to ravage communities, spring and autumn, when winter gayety and summer idleness produce whole bouquets of engagements, and set young people to pairing off like the birds.
Louisa May Alcott
#51. A single red bucket dangled from a single spoke like the last fruit of summer, or like autumn's final leaf.
Karen Thompson Walker
#52. By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer's best of weather And autumn's best of cheer.
Helen Hunt Jackson
#53. One may prefer spring and summer to autumn and winter, but preference is hardly to the point. The earth turns, and we live in the grain of nature, turning with it.
Robert Hass
#54. The Summer had died peacefully in its sleep, and Autumn, as soft-spoken executrix, was locking life up safely until Spring came to claim it.
Kurt Vonnegut
#55. August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.
Sylvia Plath
#56. It was Indian summer, a bluebird sort of day as we call it in the north, warm and sunny, without a breath of wind; the water was sky-blue, the shores a bank of solid gold.
Sigurd F. Olson
#58. In summer, when the days are long, Perhaps you'll understand the song: In Autumn, when the leaves are brown, Take pen and ink, and write it down.
Lewis Carroll
#59. It is not summer, England doesn't have summer, it has continuous autumn with a fortnight's variation here and there.
Natasha Pulley
#60. Spring comes with flowers, autumn with the moon, summer with the breeze, winter with snow. When idle concerns don't fill your thoughts, that's your best season.
Wumen Huikai
#61. Only in Heaven will everything be as beautiful as spring, as pleasant as autumn, and as full of love as summer.
Pio Of Pietrelcina
#62. There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!
Percy Bysshe Shelley
#63. How bravely Autumn paints upon the sky The gorgeous fame of Summer which is fled!
Thomas Hood
#64. Spring adds, summer multiplies, autumn subtracts, winter divides.
David Mitchell
#65. Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh.
Rabindranath Tagore
#66. 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
#67. The Czechs are downright crazy about mushrooms! In late summer and autumn, a foreigner might even get the impression that the number of sponge-hunting Czechs roaming about in the forests with a punnet largely exceeds the possible number of mushrooms.
Terje B. Englund
#68. 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
#69. A grub in filth is dirty, but it changes into a cicada and sips dew in the autumn breeze. Rotting plants have no luster, but they turn into foxfire and glow in the summer moonlight. So we know that purity emerges from impurity, and light is born from darkness.
Zicheng Hong
#70. Summer, and he watches his children's heart break. Autumn again and Boo's children needed him. Atticus was right. One time he said you never really know a man until you stand in his shoes and walk around in them. Just standing on the Radley porch was enough.
Harper Lee
#71. Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.
Rabindranath Tagore
#72. 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
#73. 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
#74. 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
#75. 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.
#76. 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
#77. 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
#78. 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
#79. 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
#80. 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
#81. 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
#82. The spring, the summer, The chilling autumn, angry winter, change Their wonted liveries; and the mazed world By their increase, now knows not which is which.
William Shakespeare
#83. Lo! sweeten'd with the summer light,
The full-juiced apple, waxing over-mellow,
Drops in a silent autumn night.
All its allotted length of days
The flower ripens in its place,
Ripens and fades, and falls, and hath no toil,
Fast-rooted in the fruitful soil.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
#84. South Carolina is in the spring a paradise, in the summer a hell, and in the autumn a hospital.
Eliza Lucas
#85. There are a thousand flowers blossoming in spring, The magical light of the full moon in autumn; There is a breeze in summer, And snow in winter; And if vanities don't hang in my mind, I shall rejoice at any time and place.
Wumen Huikai
#86. The dinner-hour is the summer of the day: full of sunshine, I grant; but not like the mellow autumn of supper.
Herman Melville
#87. But Winter has yet brighter scenes-he boasts
Splendors beyond what gorgeous Summer knows;
Or Autumn with his many fruits, and woods
All flushed with many hues.
William C. Bryant
#88. 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
#89. Stray birds of the summer come to my window to sing and fly away.
And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh.
O TROUPE of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in my words ...
Rabindranath Tagore
#90. The autumn hill gathers the remaining light, A flying bird chases after its companion. The green color is bright And brings me into the moment, like a sunset mist that has no fixed place.
Wang Wei
#91. The year is a book, isn't it, Marilla? Spring's pages are written in Mayflowers and violets, summer's in roses, autumn's in red maple leaves, and winter in holly and evergreen.
L.M. Montgomery
#92. The spring, summer, is quite a hectic time for people in their lives, but then it comes to autumn, and to winter, and you can't but help think back to the year that was, and then hopefully looking forward to the year that is approaching.
Enya
#93. A kestrel can and does hover in the dead calm of summer days, when there is not the faintest breath of wind. He will, and does, hover in the still, soft atmosphere of early autumn, when the gossamer falls in showers, coming straight down as if it were raining silk.
Richard Jefferies
#94. Ere, in the northern gale,
The summer tresses of the trees are gone,
The woods of Autumn, all around our vale,
Have put their glory on.
William C. Bryant
#95. Soon we will plunge ourselves into cold shadows, and all of summer's stunning afternoons will be gone. I already hear the dead thuds of logs below falling on the cobblestones and the lawn.
Charles Baudelaire
#96. The outside world might have finally turned into autumn, but inside the Waverley house it still smelled of summer. It was lemon verbena day, so the house was filled with a sweet-tart that conjured images of picnic blankets and white clouds like true-love hearts.
Sarah Addison Allen
#97. There are having flowers in Spring, breezes in Summer, moon in Autumn, snows in Winter. If there is nothing worrying over you, it will be the best seasons at all times.
Gautama Buddha
#98. The Indian Summer, the dead Summer's soul.
Mary C. Ames
#99. Every year, I travel extensively in the autumn and the spring. I set most of the winter and summer aside for my family and my own tribal relatives. But during that traveling time, I often find myself visiting other native communities around the continent - perhaps a dozen or more each year.
Joseph Bruchac
#100. A strip of water's spread in the setting sun, Half the river's emerald, half is red. I love the third night of the ninth month, The dew is like a pearl; the moon like a bow.
Bai Juyi
