Autumn Quotes and Sayings about Fall Season - Page 2
No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace, As I have seen in one autumnal face.
- John Donne
The Autumn is old; The sere leaves are flying; He hath gather’d up gold, And now he is dying… Old age, begin sighing!
- Thomas Hood
Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.
- Emily Bronte

I saw old autumn in the misty morn Stand shadowless like silence, listening To silence.
- Thomas Hood
The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly changes from the summer cottons into its winter wools.
- Henry Beston
For man, autumn is a time of harvest, of gathering together. For nature, it is a time of sowing, of scattering abroad.
- Edwin Way Teale
I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.
- L.M. Montgomery

Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day.
- Elizabeth Bowen

The year’s in wane; There is nothing adorning; The night has no eve, And the day has no morning; Cold winter gives warning!
- Thomas Hood
Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.
- Lauren DeStefano
How beautifully leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.
- John Burroughs

Falling leaves hide the path so quietly.
- John Bailey

Autumn burned brightly, a running flame through the mountains, a torch flung to the trees.
- Faith Baldwin
It was one of those perfect English autumnal days which occur more frequently in memory than in life.
- P. D. James
A breath, whence no man knows, Swaying the grating weeds, it blows; It comes, it grieves, it goes. Once it rocked the summer rose.
- John Vance Cheney
The spring, the summer, the chill autumn, angry winter, change their wonted liveries.
Summer makes me drowsy. Autumn makes me sing. Winter’s pretty lousy, but I hate Spring.
- Dorothy Parker
Autumn, the year’s last, loveliest smile.
- William Cullen Bryant

Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.
- Albert Camus
