Beauty for some provides escape, who gain a happiness in eyeing the gorgeous buttocks of the ape or Autumn sunsets exquisitely dying.
Beauty for some provides escape, who gain a happiness in eyeing the gorgeous buttocks of the ape or Autumn sunsets exquisitely dying.
All those golden autumn days the sky was full of wings. Wings beating low over the blue water of Silver Lake, wings beating high in the blue air far above it . . . bearing them all away to the green fields in the South.
The autumn such a dream of gold .
An enlightening pastime is to make a list of favorite things that impact the senses. Not only does it provide a challenging exercise for the mind and memory, but it sharpens our appreciation of these golden moments in time. For example, one person's list of ten favorite sounds a distant train whistle a mother talking to her new baby the scrunch of leaves on a bright autumn day seagulls crying a hound baying in the woods at night the absolute silence of a mountain lake at sunset a crackling fire on a bitter day a stadium crowd singing the national anthem the screech of an airplane's tires as they touch down his wife's voice at morning. Try the exercise for favorite sounds, smells or sights. You may learn something about yourself.
Summer ends, and Autumn comes, and he who would have it otherwise would have high tide always and a full moon every night.
But a good old age one like a 'slow drooping, mellow autumn after a rich and glorious summer' an old age as beautiful as some of the glorious days, when the sun rises in the early morn, sheds its light in brightness and warmth throughout the day and at night drops out of sight, looking even larger before it disappears.
The sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality.
THE autumn of 1850 brought an event freighted with deep significance to me. My mother died.
Action must be taken at the first signs of disruption or decay, otherwise disaster will follow as ice-bound water follows brief autumn frosts.
Behold congenial Autumn comes, the Sabbath of the Year.
But I do feel a little teeny right now that I'm just about ready to start, and winter is entering. Half past autumn has arrived.
I saw old Autumn in the misty morn stand shadowless like silence, listening to silence.
A wind has blown the rain away and blown the sky away and all the leaves away, and the trees stand. I think, I too, have known autumn too long.
We cling to our own point of view, as though everything depended on it. Yet our opinions have no permanence; like autumn and winter, they gradually pass away.
I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant and autumn garner to the end of time.
I also hear your president say that war is the means of last resort and I think he means that. I met him last autumn and he assured me that they wanted to come through and disarm Iraq by peaceful means, and that's what we are trying to do as hard as we can.
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