635 Quotes About Autumn

PilgrimsTuscan reds and ochre huesOlive greens and skies of blueSunlit valleys full of charmSecluded homestead and hilltop farmOver hills skim birds in flightAromas whet the appetiteAutumn rustle fills the airRevealing grace of trees laid barePathways meander through the valeInviting travelers its height to scaleSunset rewards as evening endsAnd pilgrims to the night descend

Sitting in the jazz bars or the supper clubs, the worn and the well-to-do would be nodding their heads in smiling acknowledgement that the Belarusian immigrant had it right: that somehow, despite the coming of winter, autumn in New York promises an effervescent romance which makes one look to the Manhattan skyline with fresh eyes and feel: It's good to live it again.

the fallen leaves in the forest seemed to make even the ground glow and burn with light

Beautiful. Autumn-raw. She must be a witch of some kind,

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

Bruges had the air of a ghost town. The high towers, the trees along the canals withdrew, absorbed by the same muslin: impenetrable fog with not a single rift. Even the carillon seemed to have to escape, to force its way out of a prison yard filled with cotton wool to be free in the air, to reach the gables over which, every quarter of an hour, the bells poured, like falling leaves, a melancholy autumn of music.

Does the first slanting ray of light; not lie?Catapulted from the arching mountains, into a small stinking dungeon, peeking through the curtains; humming lies. Lies land on the ears like an autumn leaf- falling every so gently to no breeze of the dawn.

I can see the young man on dizzily autumn mornings, the fog of which he inhaled just like the rapidly evaporating freedom.

She opened her purse which was like a small autumn field and near the fallen branches of an old apple tree, she found her keys.