Thursday, October 22, 2009


Autumn, the year's last, loveliest smile.
- William Cullen Bryant

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

Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.

No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace. As I have seen in one autumnal face.
~John Donne

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

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