Quotations About / On:
I have no more patience for this Europe where Autumn wears the face of Spring and Spring reeks of misery.
(Albert Camus (1913-1960), French-Algerian novelist, dramatist, philosopher. Gallimard (1958). Martha in The Misunderstanding, act 2, sc. 1, Pléiade (1962).)
Autumn in New York, why does it seem so inviting?
(Vernon Duke (1903-1969), U.S. songwriter. "Autumn in New York," Thumbs Up, Vernon Duke Music (1934).
Music composed by Vernon Duke (1903-1969).)
That night was the turning-point in the season. We had gone to bed in summer, and we awoke in autumn; for summer passes into autumn in some imaginable point of time, like the turning of a leaf.
(Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862), U.S. philosopher, author, naturalist. A Week on the Concord and Merrimack Rivers (1849), in The Writings of Henry David Thoreau, vol. 1, p. 356, Houghton Mifflin (1906).)
ChopinTwo embalmers at work upon a minor poet ... the scent of tuberoses ... Autumn rain.
(H.L. (Henry Lewis) Mencken (1880-1956), U.S. journalist, critic. Originally published in the Smart Set (May 1912). The Vintage Mencken, ch. 26, p. 141, ed. Alistair Cooke, Vintage (1956).)
Sad; so sad, those smoky-rose, smoky-mauve evenings of late Autumn, sad enough to pierce the heart.
(Angela Carter (1940-1992), British postmodern novelist. repr. Black Venus, Chatto & Windus (1985). "Black Venus," p. 9, "Next Editions" (1980).)
A lonely man is a lonesome thing, a stone, a bone, a stick, a receptacle for Gilbey's gin, a stooped figure sitting at the edge of a hotel bed, heaving copious sighs like the autumn wind.
(John Cheever (1912-1982), U.S. author. "The Sixties," 1966 entry, John Cheever: The Journals, ed. Robert Gottlieb (1991).)
He is outside of everything, and alien everywhere. He is an aesthetic solitary. His beautiful, light imagination is the wing that on the autumn evening just brushes the dusky window.
(Henry James (1843-1916), U.S. author. Anthology Library of the World's Best Literature, vol. 12, introduction (1897).
Said of Nathaniel Hawthorne.)
The dinner-hour is the summer of the day: full of sunshine, I grant; but not like the mellow autumn of supper.
(Herman Melville (1819-1891), U.S. author. Mardi (1849), ch. 181, The Writings of Herman Melville, vol. 3, eds. Harrison Hayford, Hershel Parker, and G. Thomas Tanselle (1970).
Spoken by King Media.)
We are reformers in spring and summer; in autumn and winter, we stand by the old; reformers in the morning, conservers at night.
(Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882), U.S. essayist, poet, philosopher. Speech, December 9, 1841, at the Masonic Temple, Boston, Massachusetts. "The Conservative," Nature, Addresses, and Lectures (1849).)
All the hills blush; I think that autumn must be the best season to journey over even the Green Mountains. You frequently exclaim to yourself, What red maples!
(Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862), U.S. philosopher, author, naturalist. "A Yankee in Canada" (1853), in The Writings of Henry David Thoreau, vol. 5, p. 6, Houghton Mifflin (1906).)