“Sometimes I ask myself how autumn smells? My answer: it's the smell of the autumn leaves firework and red wine.”

“The colored leaves
Have hidden the paths
On the autumn mountain.
How can I find my girl,
Wandering on ways I do not know?”

“I like autumn. The drama of it; the golden lion roaring through the back door of the year, shaking its mane of leaves. A dangerous time; of violent rages and deceptive calm, of fireworks in the pockets and conkers in the fist.”

“Burning autumn leaves,
I yearn to make the bonfire
Bigger and bigger.”

“Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orchard."

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“O autumn winds that bake and burn
And all the world to darkness turn,
Now storm and seize and make of me…
A swarm of leaves from Autumn’s Tree!”

“Autumn is my spring!”

“Days decrease, / And autumn grows, autumn in everything.”

“It is easy to love people when they smell good, but sometimes they slip into the manure of life and smell awful. You must love them just as much when they smell foul.”

“Ultimately, both self and belief drift away, like autumn leaves in a stream.”