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Autumn arrives in the early morning.

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

autumn days have a holiness that spring lacks ... They are like old serene saints for whom death has lost its terror.

Autumn, in his leafless bowers, is waiting for the winter's snow.

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

Autumn is the harvest of greedy death.

Autumn is the Sabbath of the year; the time to think of all the past: nature's calm twilight before the darkness. It does make all men think at times; even the lightest and the worst. The distant days of our springtime, our faded summer, comes over us like a dream. We sit in the evening of our life in tender musings, and all that has been takes shadowy form again, and passes through the thoughts.

Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place, and I can picture it after all these days.

Autumn comes to the sea with a fresh blaze of phosphorescence, when every wave crest is aflame. Here and there the whole surface may glow with sheets of cold fire, while below schools of fish pour through the water like molten metal.

Autumn glows upon us like a splendid evening; it is the very sunset of the year.

Autumn Into earth's lap does throw Brown apples gay in a game of play, As the equinoctials blow.

Autumn leaves shower like gold, like rainbows, as the winds of change begin to blow, signaling the later days of autumn.

Autumn resumes the land, ruffles the woods with smoky wings, entangles them.

Autumn's the mellow time.

Autumn truly is what summer pretends to be: the best of all seasons. It is as glorious as summer is tedious; as subtle as summer is obvious; as refreshing as summer is wearying. Autumn seems like paradise.

Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.

Autumn clouds, vague and obscure; The evening, lonely and chill. I felt the dampness on my garments, But saw no spot, and heard no sound of rain.

Autumn in New York, why does it seem so inviting?

Autumn is my favorite season.

Autumn is the American season. In Europe the leaves turn yellow or brown, and fall. Here they take fire on the trees and hang there flaming. We think this frost-fire is a portent somehow: a promise that the continent has given us. Life, too, we think, is capable of taking fire in this country; of creating beauty never seen.

Autumn rain, autumn wind, they make one die of sorrow.

Autumn in felted slipper shuffles on, Muted yet fiery.--Vita Sackville-West

Autumn is a reminder that while the leaves die and fall,  there will always be Spring, a chance to replenish and be reborn again. We all have the opportunity to replenish ourselves, to be reborn.

Autumn is full of leave-taking. In September the swallows are chattering of destination and departure like a crowd of tourists.

Autumn is the eternal corrective. It is ripeness and color and a time of maturity; but it is also breadth, and depth, and distance. What man can stand with autumn on a hilltop and fail to see the span of his world and the meaning of the rolling hills that reach to the far horizon?

Autumn, the year's last, loveliest smile.

Autumn arrives like a warrior with the stain of blood upon his brazen mail. His crimson scarf is rent. His scarlet banner drips with gore. His step is like a flail upon the threshing floor.

Autumn can be glorious but menacing too - the long shadows, brisk winds, scurrying leaves, impending frost.

Autumn in my garden is when trees give their tickertape welcome to winter.

Autumn. Pretty leaves, pumpkin pie and sweaters. Perfect weather for reading. Winter is great but I hate shoveling.

Autumn ripens in the summer's ray.

Autumn teaches us that fruition is also death; that ripeness is a form of decay. The willows, having stood for so long near water, begin to rust. Leaves are verbs that conjugate the seasons.

A woodland in full color is awesome as a forest fire, in magnitude at least, but a single tree is like a dancing tongue of flame to warm the heart.

Back in the autumn I had awakened to a growing darkness and cacophony, as if something in the depths were crying out. A whole chorus of voices. Orphaned voices. They seemed to speak for all the unlived parts of me, and they came with a force and dazzle that I couldn't contain. They seemed to explode the boundaries of my existence. I know now that they were the clamor of a new self struggling to be born.

Bare twigs in April enhance our pleasure; We know the good time is yet to come.... Bare twigs in Autumn are signs for sadness; We feel the good time is well-nigh past.

Baseball is really two sports -- the summer game and the autumn game. One is the leisurely pastime of our national mythology. The other is not so gentle.

Beauty is one of the rare things that do not lead to doubt of God.

Behold congenial Autumn comes, the Sabbath of the Year.

Besides the Autumn poets sing, A few prosaic days, A little this side of the snow, And that side of the Haze..., Grant me, Oh Lord, a sunny mind- Thy windy will to bear!

Behold the grapes and all the fruits that Autumn gives today, As robed in red and gold, she rules, the Empress of Decay!

Bricks should be made in Spring or Autumn so that they may dry uniformly.

Beware the ides of March.

Books are carefully folded forests/void of autumn/bound from the sun

But I do feel a little teeny right now that I'm just about ready to start, and winter is entering. Half past autumn has arrived.

Bulb: potential flower buried in Autumn, never to be seen again.

But a haiku by Buson came into his mind: 'I try to forget this senile love; a chilly autumn shower.' The gloom only grew denser.

Clothes make a statement. Costumes tell a story.

But memory is an autumn leaf that murmurs a while in the wind and then is heard no more.

Change is a measure of time and, in the autumn, time seems speeded up. What was is not and never again will be; what is is change.

Cheyenne Autumn was received not too successfully. I still think it was a very good movie. It was kinda Ford's apology for the way he had treated Indians in his past pictures.