Happy Fall Everyone!
In light of yesterday being the Autumn equinox and therefore the start of my favorite season of the year, I’ve gathered some of my favorite quotes about fall to share with you all! *Pumpkin spice lattes and cozy scarves are optional but encouraged while reading this post.*
“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
“Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons.” ― Jim Bishop
“It looked like the world was covered in a cobbler crust of brown sugar and cinnamon.” ― Sarah Addison Allen, First Frost
“Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.” – F. Scott Fitzgerald
“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.” – L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables
“Autumn… the year’s last, loveliest smile.” – William Cullen Bryant
“How beautifully leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.” – John Burroughs
“I would rather sit on a pumpkin, and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion.”- Henry David Thoreau
“Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all.” – Stanley Horowitz
“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.” – Albert Camus
“Is not this a true autumn day? Just the still melancholy that I love – that makes life and nature harmonise. The birds are consulting about their migrations, the trees are putting on the hectic or the pallid hues of decay, and begin to strew the ground, that one’s very footsteps may not disturb the repose of earth and air, while they give us a scent that is a perfect anodyne to the restless spirit. Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.” [Letter to Miss Lewis, Oct. 1, 1841]― George Eliot, George Eliot’s Life, as Related in Her Letters and Journals, Vol. 1
“Aprils have never meant much to me, autumns seem that season of beginning, spring.” – Truman Capote
XOXO
Parisa