Happy Autumn Equinox! 10 Best Autumn Equinox quotes are some of my favorite quotes about the seasonal shift from summer into fall. Hope you share the bounty.
1) Autumn begins with a subtle change in the light, with skies a deeper blue, and nights that become suddenly clear and chilled. The season comes full with the first frost, the disappearance of migrant birds, and the harvesting of the season’s last crops.
Glenn Wolff and Jerry Dennis
2) The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop away from you like the leaves of Autumn.
3) Youth is like spring, an over praised season more remarkable for biting winds than genial breezes. Autumn is the mellower season, and what we lose in flowers we more than gain in fruits.
4) Nature is, above all, profligate. Don’t believe them when they tell you how economical and thrifty nature is, whose leaves return to the soil. Wouldn’t it be cheaper to leave them on the tree in the first place?
5) I love fall! Fall is exciting. It’s apples and cider. It’s an airborne spider. It’s pumpkins in bins. It’s burrs on dog’s chins. It’s wind blowing leaves. It’s chilly red knees. It’s nuts on the ground. It’s a crisp dry sound. It’s green leaves turning And the smell of them burning. It’s clouds in the sky. It’s fall. That’s why… I love fall.
6) Change is a measure of time and, in the autumn, time seems speeded up. What was is not and never again will be; what is change.
7) You ought to know that October is the first Spring month.
Karel Capek, The Gardener’s Year
8) Everyone must take time to sit and watch the leaves turn.
9) The hazy, cloudless skies of Indian Summer. Leaves scurrying down the street before the wind. The cold shiver from an arctic blast. Indian Summer. The last warmth of the sun. Chilly mornings and glorious warm afternoons. The Harvest Moon. The Hunter’s Moon. The Rainy Season. Dry corn stalks clattering in the wind. The touch of frost on grass and window pane. The smell of burning leaves.
Keith C. Heidorn
10) Nothing is more fleeting than external form, which withers and alters like the flowers of the field at the appearance of autumn.