There is no season when such pleasant and sunny spots maybe lighted on, and produce so pleasant an effect on the feelings, as now in October. Nathaniel Hawthorne |
But I remember more dearly autumn afternoons in bottoms that lay intensely silent under old great trees. C. S. Lewis |
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. George Eliot |
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