Fall Quotes - Page 2

The last dead leaves of fall crackled underfoot, winter-crisp.

But you should never jump unless you know you can fly, or at least float. Nobody wants to fall. That’s how you end up hurt.

Are ye the ghosts of fallen leaves, O flakes of snow, For which, through naked trees, the winds A-mourning go?

He realized that it wouldn’t be much longer before the trees picked themselves up and migrated to the warmer south, leaving their dead, leafless brothers behind.

October, baptize me with leaves! Swaddle me in corduroy and nurse me with split pea soup. October, tuck tiny candy bars in my pockets and carve my smile into a thousand pumpkins. O autumn! O teakettle! O grace!

It does not matter how many times you fall, the most important thing is there exist grace to shake of the dirt, and pull all forces for a rise up.

It was one of those perfect fall days when the air is cool enough to wake you up but the sun is also kissing your face.

All we can hope for is that he will fall into the ocean with a bar of soap in his pocket.

we often fall not because, not knowing how to walk but not knowing which way to choose.

I am a nyctophile, and I can't stop or help myself from falling in love for the darkest ends of your soul, rather than the light in your eyes.

Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence.Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance.Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence.Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance.

It might be high summer all about but inside me everything is fall. The lonesomeness of a sad, slow closing of days, knowing frost is nigh and wind needling through the cabin chinks is just around the bend. That's me, right now.

I do not think that a man's rise to power is necessarily the climax of his life or that his loss of office should be equated with his fall.

Build a solid courage behind what you believe you can do. Your dreams may drift and fall, but when your courage is strong and still, you can’t shift; you’ll lift your dreams again!

It's September 21st, a day I love for the balance it carries with it.

I guess I'm just feeling Septemberish," sighed Chester. "It's getting towards autumn now. And it's so pretty up in Connecticut. All the trees change color. The days get very clear―with a little smoke on the horizon from burning leaves. Pumpkins begin to come out.

I was falling. Falling through time and space and stars and sky and everything in between. I fell for days and weeks and what felt like lifetime across lifetimes. I fell until I forgot I was falling.

Waves don't think, plan and prepare to better their rise after every fall. They are pristine as they are.

In the fall nature informs us of its artistic side. It again confirms the beauty of the world. Nature is art perfected.

Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;Lengthen night and shorten day;Every leaf speaks bliss to meFluttering from the autumn tree.I shall smile when wreaths of snowBlossom where the rose should grow;I shall sing when night’s decayUshers in a drearier day.

Lest others should attempt the ascent of this terrible climb and perish, they swore themselves to secrecy (telling only enough people to ensure the perpetuation of their epic) and went off to try Everest instead.

The goal of all learning is to repair the ruin of our first parents.

The fools are always the architect of their fall and trouble.

Anger is an agro-chemical that makes self-destruction to grow faster. Like a stone thrown upward, all angry people eventually fall down into the dirty ditch of sorrowful self-harm and a pathetic loss of real-self.