Best 74 of October quotes - MyQuotes

By Anonym 13 Sep

Noam Chomsky

After the first International Days of Protest in October, 1965, Senator Mansfield criticized the 'sense of utter irresponsibility' shown by the demonstrators.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Dario Fo

And he that will go to bed sober, Falls with the leaf still in October.

By Anonym 15 Sep

John Dyer

The majority of my work is from life. I spend most fine days from May to October painting outside.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Natalie Lloyd

October made the leaves on Main Street fit for a crown. They dripped from the trees in jewel-toned shades: yellow and orange and fiery red. The cool wind sent a confetti-cluster of leaves down around us.

By Anonym 17 Sep

William Morris

October O love, turn from the changing sea and gaze, Down these grey slopes, upon the year grown old, A-dying 'mid the autumn-scented haze That hangeth o'er the hollow in the wold, Where the wind-bitten ancient elms infold Grey church, long barn, orchard, and red-roofed stead, Wrought in dead days for men a long while dead. Come down, O love; may not our hands still meet, Since still we live today, forgetting June, Forgetting May, deeming October sweet? - - Oh, hearken! hearken! through the afternoon The grey tower sings a strange old tinkling tune! Sweet, sweet, and sad, the toiling year's last breath, To satiate of life, to strive with death. And we too -will it not be soft and kind, That rest from life, from patience, and from pain, That rest from bliss we know not when we find, That rest from love which ne'er the end can gain? - Hark! how the tune swells, that erewhile did wane! Look up, love! -Ah! cling close, and never move! How can I have enough of life and love?

By Anonym 15 Sep

Joseph Rotblat

The most terrifying moment in my life was October 1962, during the Cuban Missile Crisis. I did not know all the facts - we have learned only recently how close we were to war - but I knew enough to make me tremble.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Jaime Allison Parker

October air, complete with dancing leaves and sighing winds greeted him as he stepped from the bus onto the dusty highway. Coolness embraced. The scent of burning wood hung crisp in the air from somewhere far in the distance. His backpack dropped in a flutter of dust. He surveyed dying cornfields from the gas station bus stop. Seeing this place, for the first time in over twenty years, brought back a flood of memories, long buried and forgotten.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jf Smith

Everyone tends to think of October as being an autumn month. Not so much in south Alabama, usually. There, it's another warm, if not hot, summer month. But the Alabama summer heat will sometimes get broken by cooler days. The haze of the depth of summer lifts, the humidity backs off, and the sky takes on a clearer, sharper blueness that the more languid summer days rarely could manage. And sometimes, there will be a day where the temperature gives a clear peek of what's coming.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Daniel Handler

The rinsed foam swirled into one drain that always clogged come October when the maples dropped Canadian propaganda over everything.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Susan Lendroth

Autumn flings her fiery cloak over the sumac, beech and oak.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Noam Chomsky

On October 15, 1965, an estimated 70,000 people took part in large-scale anti-war demonstrations.

By Anonym 14 Sep

John F Kennedy

Libraries should be open to all - except the censor. [Response to questionnaire in Saturday Review, October 29 1960]

By Anonym 20 Sep

Eudora Welty

When they turned off, it was still early in the pink and green fields. The fumes of morning, sweet and bitter, sprang up where they walked. The insects ticked softly, their strength in reserve; butterflies chopped the air, going to the east, and the birds flew carelessly and sang by fits. They went down again and soon the smell of the river spread over the woods, cool and secret. Every step they took among the great walls of vines and among the passion-flowers started up a little life, a little flight. 'We’re walking along in the changing-time,' said Doc. 'Any day now the change will come. It’s going to turn from hot to cold, and we can kill the hog that’s ripe and have fresh meat to eat. Come one of these nights and we can wander down here and tree a nice possum. Old Jack Frost will be pinching things up. Old Mr. Winter will be standing in the door. Hickory tree there will be yellow. Sweet-gum red, hickory yellow, dogwood red, sycamore yellow.' He went along rapping the tree trunks with his knuckle. 'Magnolia and live-oak never die. Remember that. Persimmons will all get fit to eat, and the nuts will be dropping like rain all through the woods here. And run, little quail, run, for we’ll be after you too.' They went on and suddenly the woods opened upon light, and they had reached the river. Everyone stopped, but Doc talked on ahead as though nothing had happened. 'Only today,' he said, 'today, in October sun, it’s all gold—sky and tree and water. Everything just before it changes looks to be made of gold.' ("The Wide Net")

By Anonym 15 Sep

Amelia Dashwood

Autumn casts a spell and dying never was so beautiful.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Elizabeth Enright

October sunshine bathed the park with such a melting light that it had the dimmed impressive look of a landscape by an old master.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Parul Wadhwa

A thousand happy moments succumbed to history. It was the happiest hour of the year, worst time of our lives. I can still smell the ruins from that cold dark brute stormy October night.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Thomas Wolfe

The ripe, the golden month has come again, and in Virginia the chinkapins are falling. Frost sharps the middle music of the seasons, and all things living on the earth turn home again... the fields are cut, the granaries are full, the bins are loaded to the brim with fatness, and from the cider-press the rich brown oozings of the York Imperials run. The bee bores to the belly of the grape, the fly gets old and fat and blue, he buzzes loud, crawls slow, creeps heavily to death on sill and ceiling, the sun goes down in blood and pollen across the bronzed and mown fields of the old October.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Dmitri Volkogonov

All revolutions are bloody. The October Revolution was bloodless, but it was only the beginning

By Anonym 15 Sep

Arlen Specter

The Republican Party has moved so far to the right, you can't recognize Mitt Romney. What Mitt Romney will appear in October? Mitt Romney has changed positions more often than a pornographic movie queen.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Naomi Wolf

After we were hit on September 11 2001, we were in a state of national shock. Less than six weeks later, on October 26 2001, the USA Patriot Act was passed by a Congress that had little chance to debate it; many said that they scarcely had time to read it.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Stewart Stafford

Halloween is a celebration of the inversion of reality and a necessary Gothic hat-tip to the darker aspects of life, death and ourselves.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Charmaine J Forde

This tree must be falling for me, as soon as I sat under it, it dropped its leaves. Oh sweet October!

By Anonym 16 Sep

James Hilton

For London, Blampied claimed, was of all cities in the world the most autumnal —its mellow brickwork harmonizing with fallen leaves and October sunsets, just as the etched grays of November composed themselves with the light and shade of Portland stone. There was a charm, a deathless charm, about a city whose inhabitants went about muttering, "The nights are drawing in," as if it were a spell to invoke the vast, sprawling creature-comfort of winter.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Ben Bernanke

September and October of 2008 was the worst financial crisis in global history, including the Great Depression.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Doug Larson

Autumn is a season followed immediately by looking forward to spring.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Laurell K. Hamilton

Larry is back in town...The wedding is set for October. Tammy is threatening to have me in the wedding. Some friends they are.

By Anonym 13 Sep

George Stephanopoulos

I'm talking about the finding in October that is public now of 17 different intelligence agencies saying Russia tried to meddle with our elections.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Michael Hastings

Afghanistan would have been difficult enough without Iraq. Iraq made it impossible. The argument that had we just focused on Afghanistan we'd now be okay is persuasive, but it omits the fact that we weren't supposed to get involved in nation-building in Afghanistan.In my new book, I open with a quote from Donald Rumsfeld. In October 2001, he said of Afghanistan: "It's not a quagmire." Ten years later there are 150,000 Western troops there.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Leon Trotsky

I wrote a study about this question, The Lessons of October, which served as a pretext for my elimination from the government.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Melody Lee

It takes a strong man to be with a woman full of fire and stars and all of October.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Doris Lessing

What of October, that ambiguous month, the month of tension, the unendurable month?

By Anonym 19 Sep

Mark Perlberg

We were letting go of October, relinquishing color, readying ourselves for streets lacquered with ice, the town closed like a walnut, locked inside the cold.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Cleveland Amory

On resigning as collaborator on the memoirs of the former Wallis Warfield Simpson, new summaries, 6 October 1955. You can't make the Duchess of Windsor into Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Bettie M. Sellers

October Fire In the churchyard, flames, the Burning Bush, a maple touched to fire, by autumn fanned. Were I possessed as Moses was, the hush might speak, Jehovah's voice resound.I stand uncertain, questions wrinkling my face: Should I kneel, is this some holy ground? Or is it just the usual for this place that maples turn, a season come around? And as I ponder, November rain gathers wind from lowering eastern skies to strip the maple of its leaves.The stain of scarlet filters down before my eyes. I wait too long; I watch the moment pass till only ashes stir upon the grass.

By Anonym 14 Sep

David Maraniss

Originally, John Kennedy was going to come speak, and then Lyndon Johnson. Because it was October of '62, neither made it because of the Cuban missile crisis.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Alison Stewart

In U.S. elections, the term "October surprise" has come to mean an event in the closing weeks or days of a presidential campaign that could affect or even alter the outcome.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Carew Papritz

I wish I could wrap up the glitter star-green of this moment and hand it to you like an angel gift. Give you the heat lightning flying in jagged silence over the distant mountains. And the smell of September prairie grass and the even fainter scent of October pine now descending . . .

By Anonym 16 Sep

Charles Rafferty

Each October I walk into the woods looking for bones: rabbit skulls, a grackle spine, the pelvis of a deer with the blood bleached out. What died in the lush of roses and mint shines out from the tangle of twigs that bind it to the place of its last leaping. The living lack that kind of clarity. In late April, when the water spreads out and out till everything is lilies and seepage, there is only the mystery of tracks, a rustle receding in the many reeds. And so the bones accumulate across my windowsill: the flightless wings and exaggerated grins, the silent unmoving reminders of where the glories of April lead.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Anthony Liccione

At the edge you will always remember me, at the edge you will last be remembered, where sanity and insanity come together, for the time, then separates. Like leaves on October trees, that color the world, but for a moment, then leave. At the edge, where life losses its edginess, and thoughts we will become one, someday. At the edge the sun drops, the ring falls, and senses of raindrops climb upwards to the gray sky.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Taylor Rhodes

purple threaded evening. a torn goddess laying on the roof. milk sky. lavender hued moan against hot asphalt. the thickness of evening presses into your throat. polaroids taped to the ceiling. ivy pouring out of the cracks in the wall. i found my courage buried beneath molding books and forgot to lock the door behind me. the old house never forgets. opened my mouth and a dandelion fell out. reached behind my wisdom teeth and found sopping wet seeds. pulled all of my teeth out just to say i could. he drowned himself in a pill bottle and the orange really brought out his demise. lay me down on a bed of ground spices. there’s a song there, i know it. amethyst geode eyes. cracked open. no one saw it coming. october never loved you. the moon still doesn’t understand that.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Peggy Toney Horton

Ah, September! You are the doorway to the season that awakens my soul... but I must confess that I love you only because you are a prelude to my beloved October.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Sir Kristian Goldmund Aumann

October brings soft tones and classy robes into nature.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Henry Ward Beecher

October is the opal month of the year. It is the month of glory, of ripeness. It is the picture-month.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Peggy Toney Horton

What could be more exciting than an October day? It's your birthday, Fourth of July and Christmas all rolled into one.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Matthew Continetti

There is plenty of time for Republicans to have a Macaca moment. But right now, as of October 17, 2014, the Republican Senate candidates have performed better than they have in years. For the moment, today, as you read this, the Democratic candidates are the jokes.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Malcolm Lowry

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

By Anonym 15 Sep

Noam Chomsky

What happened in the missile crisis in October 1962 has been prettified to make it look as if acts of courage and thoughtfulness abounded. The truth is that the whole episode was almost insane.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Sara Coleridge

Fresh October brings the pheasant, Then to gather nuts is pleasant.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Abby Sunderland

On October 19, 2009, my sixteenth birthday, Wild Eyes officially became mine! Now it was really happening.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Dylan Thomas

A springful of larks in a rolling Cloud and the roadside bushes brimming with whistling Blackbirds and the sun of October Summery On the hill's shoulder.