Best 74 of October quotes - MyQuotes

By Anonym 13 Sep

Lucy Maud Montgomery

I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers. It would be terrible if we just skipped from September to November, wouldn't it?

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 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 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 13 Sep

Leif Enger

I remember it as October days are always remembered, cloudless, maple-flavored, the air gold and so clean it quivers.

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 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 16 Sep

Kevin Purdy

He hated autumn, he hated Halloween and he despised uncooperative household fixtures.

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 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

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

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 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 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 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 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 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

Ally Carter

Covert Operations Report At approximately 0900 hours on Saturday, October 14, Operative Morgan was given a stern lecture by Agent Townsend, a tracking device by Agent Cameron, and a very scary look from Operative Goode. (She also got a tip that her bra strap was showing from Operative McHenry.) The Operative then undertook a basic reconnaissance mission inside a potentially hostile location. (But it wasn't as hostile as Operative Baxter was going to be if everything didn't go according to plan.)

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 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

Dylan Thomas

Poem in October" It was my thirtieth year to heaven Woke to my hearing from harbour and neighbour wood And the mussel pooled and the heron Priested shore The morning beckon With water praying and call of seagull and rook And the knock of sailing boats on the net webbed wall Myself to set foot That second In the still sleeping town and set forth. My birthday began with the water- Birds and the birds of the winged trees flying my name Above the farms and the white horses And I rose In rainy autumn And walked abroad in a shower of all my days. High tide and the heron dived when I took the road Over the border And the gates Of the town closed as the town awoke. 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, Here were fond climates and sweet singers suddenly Come in the morning where I wandered and listened To the rain wringing Wind blow cold In the wood faraway under me. Pale rain over the dwindling harbour And over the sea wet church the size of a snail With its horns through mist and the castle Brown as owls But all the gardens Of spring and summer were blooming in the tall tales Beyond the border and under the lark full cloud. There could I marvel My birthday Away but the weather turned around. It turned away from the blithe country And down the other air and the blue altered sky Streamed again a wonder of summer With apples Pears and red currants And I saw in the turning so clearly a child's Forgotten mornings when he walked with his mother Through the parables Of sun light And the legends of the green chapels And the twice told fields of infancy That his tears burned my cheeks and his heart moved in mine. These were the woods the river and sea Where a boy In the listening Summertime of the dead whispered the truth of his joy To the trees and the stones and the fish in the tide. And the mystery Sang alive Still in the water and singingbirds. And there could I marvel my birthday Away but the weather turned around. And the true Joy of the long dead child sang burning In the sun. It was my thirtieth Year to heaven stood there then in the summer noon Though the town below lay leaved with October blood. O may my heart's truth Still be sung On this high hill in a year's turning.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Ray Bradbury

Nobody moved. Everybody sat in the dark cellar, suspended in the suddenly frozen task of this October game; the wind blew outside, banging the house, the smell of pumpkins and apples filled the room with smell of the objects in their fingers while one boy cried, “I'll go upstairs and look!” and he ran upstairs hopefully and out around the house, four times around the house, calling, “Marion, Marion, Marion!” over and over and at last coming slowly down the stairs into the waiting breathing cellar and saying to the darkness, “I can't find her.” Then... some idiot turned on the lights. ("The October Game")

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 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 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 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 18 Sep

Malcolm Lowry

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

By Anonym 14 Sep

Thomas Merton

October is a fine and dangerous season in America. a wonderful time to begin anything at all. You go to college, and every course in the catalogue looks wonderful.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Sir Kristian Goldmund Aumann

October brings soft tones and classy robes into nature.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Doris Lessing

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

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

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 13 Sep

Doug Larson

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

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 13 Sep

Dave Barry

And so by the fifteenth century, on October 8, the Europeans were looking for a new place to try to get to, and they came up with a new concept: the West.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Sara Coleridge

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

By Anonym 13 Sep

Ernie Isley

I got my first guitar in October of 1968. I'm self-taught.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Kenneth Arrow

There is a bit of a problem with the match between derivative securities markets and the primary markets. We have long ago instituted principles, essentially high margin requirements, to prevent certain instabilities in the stock market, and I think they're basically correct. The trouble is that there's a linkage, let's say, between something like the stock market and the index futures markets, and the fact that the margin requirements are very different, for example, played some role in the October '87 crash.

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 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 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 13 Sep

David Kay

In my judgment, based on the work that has been done to this point of the Iraq Survey Group, and in fact, that I reported to you in October, Iraq was in clear violation of the terms of U.N.Resolution 1441.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Amelia Dashwood

Autumn casts a spell and dying never was so beautiful.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Dmitri Volkogonov

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

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 13 Sep

Dean Koontz

I can love October in September. September doesn’t care.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Charmaine J Forde

May you Fall in love with October and all the beauty it brings, May your life be as colorful as the turning of the leaves, On each blessed autumn day

By Anonym 18 Sep

Ray Bradbury

The dust was antique spice, burnt maple leaves, a prickling blue that teemed and sifted to earth. Swarming its own shadows, the dust filtered over the tents.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Dylan Thomas

And I rose In a rainy autumn And walked abroad in shower of all my days High tide and the heron dived when I took the road Over the border And the gates Of the town closed as the town awoke.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Abby Sunderland

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