quotations about leaves
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
EMILY BRONTË, "Fall, Leaves, Fall"
The rustling of the leaves is like a low hymn to nature.
JAMES ELLIS, attributed, Day's Collacon
Autumn is a second Spring when every leaf is a flower.
ALBERT CAMUS, attributed, Visions from Earth
Listen! the wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves, we have had our summer evenings, now for October eves.
HUMBERT WOLFE, P.L.M.: Peoples, Landfalls, Mountains
In the whisper of the leaves appears an interchange of love.
WILLIAM JONES, attributed, Day's Collacon
As seasons unravel ... I muse that, even though the tree has lost its leaves, it may be haunted by the memory of their warmth.
JADE CUTTLE, "A plate of poetry, please: Leaves and lovers", Varsity Online, May 23, 2016
I love the chill October days, when the brown leaves lie thick and sodden underneath your feet.
JEROME K. JEROME, "Silhouettes"
The universe is a vast system of exchange. Every artery of it is in motion, throbbing with reciprocity, from the planet to the rotting leaf.
E. H. CHAPIN, Living Words
And softly through the altered air
Hurries a timid leaf.
EMILY DICKINSON, "Indian Summer"
A gust of wind rattles the window, and I look out. Leaves are whooshing all over the place, flying past horizontally as if they have engines of their own.
KATE MESSNER, The Brilliant Fall of Gianna Z.
Every leaf is a spacious plain; every line a flowing brook; every period a lofty mountain.
JAMES HERVEY, Meditations Among the Tombs
Our Lord has written the promise of resurrection, not in books alone, but in every leaf in springtime.
MARTIN LUTHER, attributed, The Lutheran Witness, 1935
A chaplet of leaves crowns the victor.
VIRGIL, attributed, Day's Collacon
Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods,
And day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.
WILLIAM ALLINGHAM, "Autumnal Sonnet", Day and Night Songs
What if the leaves were to fall a-weeping, and say, "It will be so painful for us to be pulled from our stalks, when autumn comes?" Foolish fear! Summer goes, and autumn succeeds. The glory of death is upon the leaves; and the gentlest breeze that blows takes them softly and silently from the bough, and they float slowly down, like fiery sparks, upon the moss.
HENRY WARD BEECHER, Life Thoughts
Leaves are light, and useless, and idle, and wavering, and changeable; they even dance; yet God has made them part of oak; in so doing He has given us a lesson not to deny the stout-heartedness within, because we see the lightsomeness without.
JULIUS CHARLES HARE, attributed, Guesses at Truth
Are ye the ghosts of fallen leaves,
O flakes of snow,
For which, through naked trees, the winds
JOHN BANISTER TABB, "Phantoms", Poems
There is not a single leaf which is a mere ornament; all contribute to the fruitfulness of the earth, and the support of its inhabitants.
CHRISTOPH CHRISTIAN STURM, Reflections on the Works of God and of His Providence
The calm shade
Shall bring a kindred calm, and the sweet breeze
That makes the green leaves dance, shall waft a balm
To thy sick heart.
WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT, "Inscription for the Entrance to a Wood"
A tangerine and russet cascade of kaleidoscopic leaves, creates a tapestry of autumn magic upon the emerald carpet of fading summer.
JUDITH A. LINDBERG, The Organic View