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 is change.
Edwin Way Teale
Contributed by: Zaady
How sad would be November if we had no knowledge of the spring!
For man, autumn is a time of harvest, of gathering together. For nature, it is a time of sowing, of scattering abroad.
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