How mighty you are as death comes upon you and your color fades. Yet from life and lush to bold array, screaming into the night.
philosophy life death inspirational fall trees spring winter dying
Enchantment and fulfillment were on the gold and garnet horizon - autumn's breath, a dormant dream reawakened, a yearning nearly satiated, a tender thank you with a brush of the lips, and a connection as fingers touch and go hand in hand.
romance autumn fall seasons
Fall. Stand. Learn. Adapt.
strength victory determination fall learn stand kindle kindlehighlight
These fragments I have shored against my ruins
age past fall nostalgia aging
And the worst thing was, there were no mirrors out there in the wild, so the princess was left wondering whether she in fact was still beautiful.. Or if the fall had changed the story completely.
beauty fall princess
The ground was so far below him, he could barely make it out through the grey mists that whirled around him, but he could feel how fast he was falling, and he knew what was waiting for him down there. Even in dreams, you could not fall forever. He would wake up in the instant before he hit the ground, he knew. You always woke in the instant before you hit the ground.
dreams fall falling
Even in dreams, you could not fall forever.
dreams fall
I am the kid who sticks her finger in the light socket. I am the person who doesn't check the expiration date on the milk. I am the idiot who has never looked before she leaped. I am the girl who is falling apart, right now.
light fall girl falling milk idiot
Squeeze your eyes closed, as tight as you can, and think of all your favorite autumns, crisp and perfect, all bound up together like a stack of cards. That is what it is like, the awful, wonderful brightness of Fairy colors. Try to smell the hard, pale wood sending up sharp, green smoke into the afternoon. To feel the mellow, golden sun on your skin, more gentle and cozier and more golden than even the light of your favorite reading nook at the close of the day.
magic autumn fall
I saw old Autumn in the misty mornStand shadowless like silence, listeningTo silence, for no lonely bird would singInto his hollow ear from woods forlorn, Nor lowly hedge nor solitary thorn; --Shaking his languid locks all dewy brightWith tangled gossamer that fell by night, Pearling his coronet of golden corn.
nature autumn fall
August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.
nature time autumn fall summer seasons
Her in the walk must arise from the exercise and the day, from the view of the last smiles of the year upon the tawny leaves and withered hedges, and from repeating to herself some few of the thousand poetical descriptions extant of autumn--that season of peculiar and inexhaustible influence on the mind of taste and tenderness--that season which has drawn from every poet worthy of being read some attempt at description, or some lines of feeling.
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Days decrease, And autumn grows, autumn in everything.
When real people fall down in life, they get right back up and keep on walking.
life people walking fall
Helen Sustained many falls throughout her life. But as you can see, she steps right up and keeps on going. Falling to her is as natural as sneezing to us
perseverance fall
If you fall, I'll be the there
funny random fall
I would rather sit on a pumpkin, and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion.
solitude autumn fall
No. It is said that the Nephilim are the children of men and angels. All that this angelic heritage has given to us is a longer distance to fall.
fall angels
It was probably my mother's screaming that frightened the cat. It's just a guess. No one knows for sure why a cat fell from a ten-storey building onto my head.
fall cat
And now, my poor old woman, why are you crying so bitterly? It is autumn. The leaves are falling from the trees like burning tears- the wind howls. Why must you mimic them?
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We pretended she'd only gotten lost in the colors of fall. Piper
autumn fall lost colors
There's nothing happy about love at all! I would rather have not known real love.. If it hurts this much.
manga fall like in-love beat
Don't you love New York in the fall? It makes me want to buy school supplies. I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your name and address.
autumn fall new-york-city
He that loves pleasure must for pleasure fall.
fall pleasure
November comesAnd November goes, With the last red berriesAnd the first white snows. With night coming early, And dawn coming late, And ice in the bucketAnd frost by the gate. The fires burnAnd the kettles sing, And earth sinks to restUntil next spring.
poems fall november
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