Let the summer passes quickly and let the winter comes slowly and so we may have longer autumn, The Golden Kingdom!

The heat of autumn is different from the heat of summer. One ripens apples, the other turns them to cider."[Autumn]

The winter will be short, the summer long,The autumn amber-hued, sunny and hot,Tasting of cider and of scuppernong.

I love like a leaf in the wind. Please, hold your applause until the end of the performance (the last day of fall).

The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly changes from the summer cottons into its winter wools.

Autumn is leaving its mellowness behind for its spiky, rotted stage. Don't remember summer even saying goodbye.

...the air has that bracing autumnal bite so that all you want to do is bob for apples or hang a witch or something.

I cannot endure to waste anything so precious as autumnal sunshine by staying in the house."[Notebook, Oct. 10, 1842]

I love the start of autumn when the trees in my garden change the colour of their leaves in one last dazzling display.

Mothman flew away from town, like a giant bat, and then disappeared from sight behind a thicket of skeletal autumn trees.

Give me a land of boughs in leafA land of trees that stand;Where trees are fallen there is grief;I love no leafless land.

I can see the young man on dizzily autumn mornings, the fog of which he inhaled just like the rapidly evaporating freedom.

Summer ends, and Autumn comes, and he who would have it otherwise would have high tide always and a full moon every night.

I was gardening when I saw this snail/slug thing disguised as a leaf. Ah, isn't fall a wonderful time to slowly fall in love?

Autumn is the hardest season. The leaves are all falling, and they're falling likethey're falling in love with the ground.