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