October is a month of contradictions. In its first half, the weather is usually pleasant with warm days, parks and gardens are full of colorful colors. Then they are gradually replaced by rains. Some people associate October with dampness and coolness, for others it’s a great opportunity to wrap yourself in a warm blanket, brew delicious tea and pick up your favorite book. But, be that as it may, the calendar cannot simply be flipped forward a couple of months; each of them must be lived. And in order to enjoy life regardless of the weather outside, you just need to learn to notice the beauty around you. Just look at what a talented artist nature is! Take a look around and you will undoubtedly love the second month of the golden guest!
The autumn rain has gathered in puddles under my feet, I feel lonely and empty, my memories are fading. October - hope alone promises happiness.
I’ll pick up a pile of leaves, Because they’re everywhere now. In October, both young and old watch the leaves fall.
The October leaves have already fallen, they no longer feel the passing heat. The new life ahead is like a paper boat - it will either endure or fall apart.
October. Cold. Windy. Slush. The weather is perfect for hot tea, jam, melodramas and fascinating books.
October is approaching, but the forest day is bright. And autumn smiles at the blue skies
In October we get older, We cool down from the passionate summer, And under a blanket, tired from work, We hide somewhere in our apartments. We brew green tea Instead of rum, tequila, sambuca, We watch old “soap” films, Warming our cold hands. Sometimes we have a cold, It’s almost like a blizzard outside. In October, we are supposed to be bored, Remembering each other without words. (Jikki Vian)
Damp October is breathing through my window, autumn let me go... I inhale October, I inhale autumn, I inhale hatred, I inhale the resin of pine trees.
I wander alone through October, timidly crushing the leaves, I lie to myself that I don’t love, I lie to myself that I forget
Like a butterfly in amber - Neither breathe nor flap its wings - I freeze in my October, In the shower of light that poured through into my empty garden, On the golden filigree of the birches... Indian summer streak - The line between life and death.
On a warm October morning, I will write my story on fallen leaves, and then sail away on a soggy paper boat to a new life.
You need to leave pleasantly and barely audible, like the rustling of leaves in October
In October, say goodbye to the sun, get closer to the stove.
Quotes of great men
In October, when the leaves have already turned yellow, withered, and drooped, there are blue-eyed days; throw your head back on such a day so as not to see the ground - and you can believe: there is still joy, there is still summer. (Evgeny Zamyatin).
October is the month of sadness and colds, and sparrows - the proletariat of birds - capture birdhouses in abandoned penates, like the Smolny Institute. (Joseph Brodsky).
Have you noticed that each month of the year has its own smell? For me, October and May smell best. (Lisa Kleypas)
I hate October. - What did he do to you? - This month buries summer. (Mark Levy)
There is no need to be afraid of October, October is beautiful, perhaps more beautiful than all the months of the year, even May. May torments with hope, with promises that never come true, October promises nothing, does not give even a shadow of hope, it is all within itself. And behind it - darkness, cold, slush, sleet, huge night, the end. But how beautiful it is now! What gold! What copper! And how wonderful is the greenery of the spruce trees in the forest and the vines above the river! And how green is the grass that is not at all wilted. And above everything there is a clear blue sky. (Yuri Nagibin).
October is the only pleasant and disturbing month, the only time of truly empty parks and old ghostly trees, when everything around is deserted, abandoned and eerie. The only time of the year when the overcast sky takes my breath away and makes me feel like I'm being hunted by a masked serial killer. (Mike Dylan Raskin).
Quotes from books about this month of autumn
From the cell one could clearly see the middle of October and there was silence in it an hour's walk long and two hours wide. (Khazar Dictionary, Milorad Pavic)
“I’m not sick,” said the colonel. “It’s just that in October I feel like my insides are being gnawed by wild animals.” (No one writes to the Colonel, Gabriel Garcia Marquez)
You should know that October is the first month of spring. (Year of the Gardener, Karl Capek)
You are in my difficult October, exposed by the rains and wind, in the lonely wet dawn, in that sadness of autumn retro. (Feeling of the year, Oleg Yushkevich).
October,” he said with passion in his voice. - God, this is my favorite month, I’m ready to eat it, inhale it, smell it. Ah, this rebellious and sad month. Look how the foliage glowed from meeting him. In October the world is on fire... (Literary Meetings, Ray Bradbury)
October - swift, so juicy, so fragrant in its golden-scarlet radiance, with early white frosts, with the bright transformation of leaves - this is a completely different, magical time, the last daring, jubilant splash in the face of the approaching cold. (Five Quarters of an Orange, Joan Harris).
October is a symphony of constancy and change. (Bonaro Overstreet)
Autumn remains throughout October, and in rare years - until November. Overhead, day after day, one can see the clear, austere blue of the sky, along which (always from west to east) calm white ships of clouds with gray keels sail. During the day, an irrepressible wind rises, it urges you on as you walk along the road and the unimaginably colorful mounds of fallen leaves crunch under your feet. This wind creates an aching pain, but not in the bones, but somewhere much deeper. Perhaps it touches something ancient in the human soul, a certain string of memory about nomads and migrations, and it repeats: on the road - or you will die... on the road - or you will die. (The Lot, Stephen King).
The sky was gloomy and gray, The leaf on the tree was dry and gray, The leaf on the tree was withered and gray, That was the atmosphere of October, The darkness of the years was darker than the caves... (Ulalum, Edgar Allan Poe).
Beautiful quotes about November
Rose hips and jasmine are blooming in the yard. Also irises, my grandmother called them irises. They sell cornflowers at the market. It's completely summer. And the mood is as if it was November yesterday, November today, and November until the end of time. Despite the cornflowers.
It was November - the month of crimson sunsets, birds flying south, deep, sad hymns of the sea, passionate songs of the wind in the pines.
Everything should be right in the fall. Fog. Smells of mushroom dampness. Sparkling web on a bush. Rusty puddles with maple triangles. Transparent ultramarine sky... And so that the right man would happen in the fall. Not sad, but serious, so that he knew how to remain silent like a human being. So that it would not be scary in the forest with him, and at home without him. So that it smells like tobacco. To have more sex than talk. And to be sure that closer to winter it will not disappear anywhere, will not dissolve in the November rains, in the abomination of the night.
A November day taps raindrops on the glass, apparently wanting to tell us some story. I wonder what it will be like?
In November, the sun smiles through tears and “white flies”.
This November is very strange - everything is covered with a thin crust of ice, even the heart.
November was coming to an end, the weather was cold and clear, and a person feels so lonely at this time, no matter what he thinks about, he is so sad and sad, as it only happens in childhood at Christmas, when you yourself don’t know about what are you sad about?
“I’m gradually falling in love with you,” he whispered, looking into her eyes. - This is because of May, who was just here. In May, everyone falls in love, but by November, most often they forget about everything.
It's a complete mess of horses, men and blood. There are the fastest and strongest, there are those who remained after two weeks of preparation on the sandy beach. It's the surf hitting you in the face, it's the deadly magic of November on your skin, it's scorpion drums instead of your heart. That's speed if you're lucky. It's life or death or both or neither.
Rationalism is incomplete, it is cold and uncomfortable. Like an abandoned Eskimo igloo. Anyone who has lived in an igloo all their life cannot understand how in November, when it is raining outside, you feel blissfully in a soft carpet by the fireplace... At a certain moment you feel so good that you forget that you are forgetting. And besides, I feel so warm from this fire that I would gladly order my body to undress.
Autumn. November. Tired smile. A gray day and a sad morning, in the evenings - tea and chocolate, and for dessert - warm memories.
Funny and cool statuses about October
I break the traditions of nature, I grab October by the mustache And to spite everyone, I put on flowered panties under my gray robe! The aroma is coffee-languorous Plus a little optimism... You can certainly survive in October, since autumn has turned sour. October - some kind of mysticism Or a general neurosis... There is not a single leaf on the branches of aspens and birches...
I finally felt what global warming is! This is when it’s October, and you can’t sleep because of these nasty mosquitoes...
It was October, there was no date on that day...
October. The girls' legs quickly hid under skirts and trousers.
In October, in October there is frequent rain in the yard.
October... Cats are scratching at my soul... Only I usually - at least give a damn..! I am calm... like a sack of potatoes, laid aside for the winter until spring...
In October, before lunch it is autumn, and after lunch it is winter.
Goodbye October. Do not be bored. I'll make myself some green tea. Tomorrow is already November. Which means a new life...
October fled, autumn laughed, cats froze in the window sills; you finished smoking me and abandoned me, my genius of pure beauty.
Summer has come to a close and October has come into its own.
October - the season of rains and self-pity is open!
October, stop acting like you're December.
Quote in English with translation
First of all, it was October, a rare month for boys. Not that all months aren't rare. But there be bad and good, as the pirates say. Take September, a bad month: school begins. Consider August, a good month: school hasn't begun yet.
- Autumn is the time of picturesque tranquility. (Autumn is a time of picturesque tranquility.)
- My soul is in a state of perpetual Autumn. (My soul is in a state of eternal autumn)
- Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons. (Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all other seasons.)
- Life is like an Autumn; short but colorful. (Life is like Autumn; short but colorful.)
- Nothing dies as beautifully as autumn. (Nothing is as beautiful as autumn.)
- What is autumn? Here is a very simple definition: Autumn is a Queen, Queen of Beauty! (What is autumn? Here is a very simple definition: “Autumn is a queen, a beauty queen!)
- An autumn garden has a sadness when the sun is not shining... (The autumn garden is sad when the sun does not shine...)
- Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting, and autumn a mosaic of them all. (Winter is an engraving, Spring is a watercolor, Summer is a painting, and Autumn is a mosaic of them all.)
- Autumn is a classical music; when it begins, the gravity disappears! (Autumn is classical music; when it begins, gravity disappears!)
- Autumn is the time of picturesque tranquility. (Autumn is a time of picturesque calm.)
- An autumn forest is such a place that once entered you never look for the exit! (The autumn forest is a place where once you enter, you never look for a way out!)
- Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale. (Autumn has always been my favorite time of year. The time when everything awakens with its final beauty, as if nature has been saving up all year for a grand finale.)
- When everything looks like a magical oil painting, you know you are in Autumn! (When everything looks like a magical oil painting, you know you're in autumn!)
- Notice that Autumn is more the season of the soul than of nature. (Note that autumn is more the season of the soul than of nature.)
- Every flower displays its beautiful colors in autumn. (Each flower shows its beautiful colors in autumn.)
- Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns. (Lovely autumn! My soul is devoted to it, and if I were a bird, I would fly around the earth in search of a place where autumn follows one after another.)
- Two sounds of autumn are unmistakable…the hurrying rustle of crisp leaves blown along the street…by a gusty wind, and the gabble of a flock of migrating geese. (Two sounds of autumn are unmistakable... the hasty rustle of crisp leaves blown along the street... by gusty winds, and the murmur of a flock of migrating geese.)
- Autumn brings the falling of leaves and cool days. (Autumn brings falling leaves and cooler days.)
- The tints of autumn…a mighty flower garden blossoming under the spell of the enchanter, frost. (Colors of autumn... a mighty flower garden blooming under the spell of a sorcerer, frost.)
- I love the start of autumn when the trees in my garden change the color of their leaves in one last dazzling display. (I love early autumn, when the trees in my garden change the color of their leaves in one last dazzling display.)
- Time remorselessly rambles down the corridors and streets of our lives. But it is not until autumn that most of us become aware that our tickets are stamped with a terminal destination. (Time flies mercilessly through the corridors and streets of our lives. But only in the fall do most of us realize that our tickets are stamped with a final destination.)
- The day was blossoming into a truly lovely example of autumn… the air was crisp, but the sun was warm. (The day was blooming into a truly beautiful example of autumn...the air was crisp, but the sun was warm.)
- Autumn leaves float quietly down And form a carpet on the ground. But when those leaves are stepped upon, Listen for the crackling sound. (Autumn leaves quietly fall down, forming a carpet on the ground. But when you step on these leaves, listen to how they crunch.)
- She dreamed of autumn. Of chilly autumn winds and soft fall rains. She could even feel the cool moisture as the rain drops touched her face and ran down her cheeks. (She dreamed of autumn. Of the cold autumn winds and soft rains. She even felt the cool moisture when the raindrops touched her face and ran down her cheeks.)
- It was one of those perfect fall days when the air is cool enough to wake you up but the sun is also kissing your face. (It was one of those beautiful fall days where the air is cool enough to wake you up, but the sun is also kissing your face.)
- Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower. (Autumn is the second spring, when every leaf is a flower.)
- Autumn is an interesting season, even in the metaphor of life, is a time of decline, of loss, but also intense and haunting beauty. Some places, like some people, never are, or have been, as beautiful in their fall. (Autumn is an interesting time of year, even in the metaphor of life - it is a time of decline, of loss, but also of intense and haunting beauty. Some places, like some people, are never, or were not, so beautiful in their autumn.)
- Hoodies. Bonfires. Cuddling. Fall is here! (Sweatshirts. Bonfires. Hugs. Autumn is here!
- I love autumn despite the drench weather. I think it symbolizes the end of misery and the beginning of glee. It gives hopes that sooner or later, flowers will bloom again, green buds will sprout from trees, and that which is dead will come back alive. (I love autumn, despite the cold weather. I think it symbolizes the end of suffering and the beginning of joy. It gives hope that sooner or later flowers will bloom again, green buds will sprout on trees, and the dead will come to life.)
- Autumn's the mellow time. (Autumn is a sweet time.)
I don't like autumn. I don’t like to watch leaves full of life wither, having lost the battle with nature, a higher power that they cannot defeat. Cecilia Ahern. I love your memories
New autumn enters the heart like a dark bird. Performer "Fleur"
Autumn is in the human soul. Like spring, summer, any season, any weather. And therefore, someone with joy and a premonition of cleansing will offer their hands to the same rain, while another will frown heavily, sweep away their sadness into a random stream and pull their cloak tighter. The weather is ours, and the rain... it just comes. Devoid of shades of good and evil, joy and sadness, the rain falls through our souls.
“I’m not sick,” said the colonel. “It’s just that in October I feel like my insides are being gnawed by wild animals.” Gabriel Garcia Marquez. Nobody writes to the Colonel
Every year, something in you dies as the leaves fall from the trees and their bare branches sway helplessly in the wind in the cold winter light. But you know that spring will definitely come, just as you are sure that the frozen river will be free of ice again. But when the cold rains poured incessantly and killed the spring, it seemed as if a young life had been ruined for nothing. However, in those days spring always came eventually, but it was scary that it might not come... Ernest Hemingway. A holiday that is always with you
Autumn is the last, most delightful smile of the year. William Cullen Bryant
October - swift, so juicy, so fragrant in its golden-scarlet radiance, with early white frosts, with the bright transformation of leaves - this is a completely different, magical time, the last daring, jubilant splash in the face of the approaching cold. Joanne Harris. Five orange quarters
Taking a breath of the unsteadily trembling September air, the short summer melted away, but the soul still did not want to part with its pitiful remnants. An old T-shirt, denim shorts, beach sandals... Haruki Murakami. Pinball 1973
Autumn is the time of poets and thoughtful women, the time when the scales tip and the unbridled fury of life wanes. In autumn, dust settles. The dust of experiences hitting exposed nerves, the dust of crazy ideas and almost begun accomplishments. In autumn the sky cools down. And along with it, the bestial roar of passion cools down, becoming quiet, peaceful tenderness. Al Quotion. Improvisation spare part
I believe that in November every decent person should be depressed for three to ten days. If for some reason you don’t lie around like an aluminum spoon, this indicates an insufficiently subtle mental organization. Martha Ketro. Guide to leaving and returning
The autumn cemetery is a special sight. Royal purple and refined gilding of foliage, royal funeral commemorations in the summer against the backdrop of the solemn severity of evergreen thujas - faithful cemetery mourners. Gray granite of tombstones, bronze of memorial inscriptions, smoky marble of obelisks, black basalt of monuments, modest tuff of memorial slabs. The severity of the alleys and the riot of colors, flashes of consumptive passion and sadness in the air. Autumn suits cemeteries best. Not the spring riot of life, which seems shameful in places of rest, not the sultry languor of summer, not even the winter shroud - autumn, the threshold of oblivion. Henry Lyon Oldie. Heroes' Shelter
It was the last days of September, when for no apparent reason life becomes so sad. Ray Bradbury. Lake
In autumn, every woman is a little bit of a witch. After all, the crimson leaves awaken in the soul as ancient as the world, remembering fire with a mysterious potion - and its recipe deep inside. Nadeya Yasminska
October turned out to be amazing. There was a sharp bitterness in the cool air, and the aroma of dry fallen leaves was felt. Autumn walked through the streets quietly and confidently, like a cat. The sky was high and transparent blue. However, the sun cooled more and more every day, and the city little by little came to terms with the approach of the inevitable cold weather. Marina Efimova. ghost in love
Why are all the days and hours so fast, but autumn is so long, as if it never ends. Oleg Tishchenkov. Cat
How bright, how uncompromising, she came and threw everything off herself. - You're lucky with the woman. - I'm talking about autumn. Rinat Valiullin. Fifth season
English poems about Autumn
Autumn leaves upon the ground, Yellow, brown and red, Winter's getting closer, The trees are going to bed.
Autumn leaves on the ground, Yellow, brown and red. Winter is approaching, the trees are falling asleep.
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Autumn leaves float quietly down And form a carpet on the ground. But when those leaves are stepped upon, Listen for the crackling sound.
Autumn leaves quietly fall down, forming a carpet on the ground. But when you step on these leaves, listen to how they crunch.
Autumn Park
Autumn creativity. Large selection of creative ideas
After reading all these quotes, autumn loses some of its coldness and becomes warmer and brighter. That is why you need to read quotes about autumn.
Autumn is the most mysterious time of the year. She sneaks up quietly and unnoticed. The autumn breeze and slight coolness have been enveloping the earth since the end of August. And with the first day of September everything becomes truly mysterious. This time of year, like an artist, paints nature in bright colors. But it also has another, less colorful side when the rainy season begins. Many consider this a time of sadness and reflection. But this is what makes this period wonderful, because it gives us the opportunity to enjoy life and at the same time immerses us in ourselves.
It is not autumn that is to blame for our sadness, but only the absence of spring in our souls.
Autumn is that time of year when people should warm each other with their words, their feelings, their lips... And then no cold will be scary.
In autumn it is always easy to think, and eternity, having forgotten time and space, loses the intensity of thought, and something quiet and sad pours into the soul.
Autumn is the flowering of the beauty of nature in its fading
Autumn is all the colors of a traffic light in one park. Life rushes forward when the park is spring-green and slows down when all the colors are on at the same time.
Autumn has arrived and even from VKontakte there was a whiff of dampness, rain and yellow leaves.
Fall has come! Now let her shed all our tears, and we will only smile
I wander alone through October, timidly crushing the leaves, I lie to myself that I don’t love, I lie to myself that I forget.
This fall my mood is to make a nest out of a blanket and never leave.
The world has changed: people used to take autumn photos as souvenirs, but now they want to cover VKontakte with yellow leaves.
Autumn... It always smells like unfulfilled dreams
The first breath of autumn, a fresh breeze - happiness after a hot summer. In September you can still feel the summer aftertaste.
The old woman is autumn, the leaves crunch under our feet, reminding us of what happened between us.
For those who don't like autumn
I don't like autumn. I don’t like to watch leaves full of life wither, having lost the battle with nature, a higher power that they cannot defeat.
I breathe in October. I inhale autumn, I inhale hatred, I inhale the resin of pine trees.
Autumn is what makes people bolder, rougher and drier, like fallen leaves.
Autumn has come, and again this painful choice at the pharmacy is which is better - Fervex, Coldrex or Theraflu.
How much did you take? How much did you throw into the abyss?! I hate you, autumn, for your cruelty!
Some people love autumn and see a riot of colors in it, while others associate it with cold, rainy evenings. In fact, at this time of year nature does not die, it is just getting ready for bed, so that in a few months it will again delight us with bright colors and aromas.
quotes about autumn in English with translation into Russian. This article contains statements, phrases, and descriptions of the autumn season.
“My soul is in a state of perpetual Autumn.” ― Nichole McElhaney “My soul is in a state of eternal autumn.” - Nicole McElhaney
“Life is like an Autumn; short but colorful.” ― Zain Baloch “Life is like Autumn; short but colorful" - Zain Baloch
“What is autumn? Here is a very simple definition: “Autumn is the queen, the beauty queen!”
Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting, and autumn a mosaic of them all.– Stanley Horowitz Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer a painting, and autumn a mosaic of them all.– Stanley Horowitz
“Autumn is the time of picturesque tranquility.”― Sir Kristian Goldmund Aumann Autumn is the time of picturesque tranquility.”― Sir Kristian Goldmund Aumann
Autumn is the season of liberty. Instead of being green, leaves can choose between yellow, red, brown, orange. Autumn is the season of freedom. Instead of being green, the leaves can choose between yellow, red, brown, orange.
Autumn mornings: sunshine and crisp air, birds and calmness, year's end and day's beginnings.- Terri Guillemets
Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.- Lauren Destefano Autumn has always been my favorite time of year. A time when everything awakens with its final beauty, as if nature had been saving all year for a grand finale. — Lauren Destefano
Notice that Autumn is more the season of the soul than of nature.- Friedrich Nietzsche
Two sounds of autumn are unmistakable…the hurrying rustle of crisp leaves blown along the street…by a gusty wind, and the gabble of a flock of migrating geese. ― Hal Borland The two sounds of autumn are unmistakable... the rushing rustle of crisp leaves blown along the street... on a gusty wind, and the murmur of a flock of migrating geese. ― Hal Borland
“The tints of autumn...a mighty flower garden blooming under the spell of the enchanter, frost.”― John Greenleaf Whittier
“A moral character is attached to autumnal scenes; the leaves falling like our years, the flowers fading like our hours, the clouds fleeting like our illusions, the light diminishing like our intelligence, the sun growing colder like our affections, the rivers becoming frozen like our lives- all bear secret relations to our destinations.” ― François-René de Chateaubriand, Mémoires d'Outre-Tombe “Moral character is tied to autumn scenes; leaves fall like our years, flowers disappear like our clocks, clouds rush like our illusions, light decreases like our intellect, the sun gets colder like our affections, rivers freeze like our life - everything that happens has a hidden meaning in our lives " François-René de Chateaubriand, Memoirs of Outre-Tomb
“Time remorselessly rambles down the corridors and streets of our lives. But it is not until autumn that most of us become aware that our tickets are stamped with a terminal destination.”― Joe L. Wheeler “Time mercilessly runs through the corridors and streets of our lives. But it’s not until the fall that most of us realize that our tickets are stamped with a final destination.” ― Joe L. Wheeler
“Outside there's a chill in the air that reminds me autumn is on the way, even though it's still only September. This time of year is my absolute favorite; the leaves start to turn golden and wither away after their summer of hard work, and the sun seems to shine a lot more clearly as the mist from the summer heat disappears. Everything just seems a little brighter and fresher—a clean slate. That's exactly what I need.” “There's a chill in the air that reminds me that autumn is on the way, even though it's still only September. This time of year is my favorite; the leaves begin to turn to gold and die back from the summer's hard work, and the sun seems to shine more clearly as the fog from the summer heat fades. Everything seems a little brighter and newer—a clean slate. This is exactly what I need."
“She dreamed of autumn. Of chilly autumn winds and soft fall rains. She could even feel the cool moisture as the rain drops touched her face and ran down her cheeks. ― Grace Willows “She dreamed of autumn. From cold autumn winds and soft rains. She even felt the cool moisture as the raindrops touched her face and ran down her cheeks - Grace Willow
“I love autumn despite the drench weather. I think it symbolizes the end of misery and the beginning of glee. It gives hopes that sooner or later, flowers will bloom again, green buds will sprout from trees. “I love autumn, despite the cold weather. I think it symbolizes the end of suffering and the beginning of joy. This gives hope that sooner or later the flowers will bloom again, green buds will bloom on the trees.
“It was one of those sumptuous days when the world is full of autumn muskiness and tangy, crisp perfection: vivid blue sky, deep green fields, leaves in a thousand luminous hues. It is a truly astounding sight when every tree in a landscape becomes individual, when each winding back highway and plump hillside is suddenly and infinitely splashed with every sharp shade that nature can bestow — flaming scarlet, lustrous gold, throbbing vermilion, fiery orange.” ― Bill Bryson “It was one of those luxurious days when the world is full of autumnal masculinity and tactile, crisp perfection: bright blue skies, deep green fields, leaves in a thousand luminous hues. It is a truly astonishing sight when every tree in the landscape becomes individual, when every winding highway on the hillside is suddenly and endlessly covered in the brightest hues that nature can bestow - blazing scarlet, glittering gold, pulsating bright red, fiery orange." - Bill Bryson
Topic of the section: quotes about autumn in English with translation into Russian.
October is a month of contradictions. In its first half, the weather is usually pleasant with warm days, parks and gardens are full of colorful colors. Then they are gradually replaced by rains. Some people associate October with dampness and coolness, for others it’s a great opportunity to wrap yourself in a warm blanket, brew delicious tea and pick up your favorite book. But, be that as it may, the calendar cannot simply be flipped forward a couple of months; each of them must be lived. And in order to enjoy life regardless of the weather outside, you just need to learn to notice the beauty around you. Just look at what a talented artist nature is! Take a look around and you will undoubtedly love the second month of the golden guest!
The autumn rain has gathered in puddles under my feet, I feel lonely and empty, my memories are fading. October - hope alone promises happiness.
I’ll pick up a pile of leaves, Because they’re everywhere now. In October, both young and old watch the leaves fall.
The October leaves have already fallen, they no longer feel the passing heat. The new life ahead is like a paper boat - it will either endure or fall apart.
October. Cold. Windy. Slush. The weather is perfect for hot tea, jam, melodramas and fascinating books.
October is approaching, but the forest day is bright. And autumn smiles at the blue skies
In October we get older, We cool down from the passionate summer, And under a blanket, tired from work, We hide somewhere in our apartments. We brew green tea Instead of rum, tequila, sambuca, We watch old “soap” films, Warming our cold hands. Sometimes we have a cold, It’s almost like a blizzard outside. In October, we are supposed to be bored, Remembering each other without words. (Jikki Vian)
Damp October is breathing through my window, autumn let me go... I inhale October, I inhale autumn, I inhale hatred, I inhale the resin of pine trees.
I wander alone through October, timidly crushing the leaves, I lie to myself that I don’t love, I lie to myself that I forget
Like a butterfly in amber - Neither breathe nor flap its wings - I freeze in my October, In the shower of light that poured through into my empty garden, On the golden filigree of the birches... Indian summer streak - The line between life and death.
On a warm October morning, I will write my story on fallen leaves, and then sail away on a soggy paper boat to a new life.
You need to leave pleasantly and barely audible, like the rustling of leaves in October
In October, say goodbye to the sun, get closer to the stove.
Thoughts of Great Writers on the Golden Age
Autumn is the second spring, when every leaf is a flower. (Albert Camus)
Autumn is the last, most delightful smile of the year. (William Cullen Bryant)
With the first autumn chill, life will begin again. (Francis Scott Fitzgerald)
Autumn is the most generous time of the year
Autumn is the time of year immediately after which the anticipation of spring begins. (Doug Larson)
Autumn is the only time of year that teaches. (Elchin Safarli)
And every autumn I bloom again. (Alexander Pushkin).
By the way, the flowers of autumn are more colorful and luminous than those of summer, and they die earlier... (Erich Maria Remarque)
Smells like autumn. And I love Russian autumn. Something unusually sad, welcoming and beautiful. I would take it and fly away somewhere with the cranes. (Anton Chekhov)
Quotes from the works of popular Russian poets
Golden autumn has arrived. Nature is trembling, pale, Like a sacrifice, magnificently decorated... (A.S. Pushkin)
It's a sad time! Ouch charm! Your farewell beauty is pleasant to me - I love the lush decay of nature, the forests dressed in crimson and gold, in their canopies the sound of the wind and fresh breath, and the skies are covered with wavy darkness, and the rare ray of sun, and the first frosts, and the distant threats of gray winter. (A.S. Pushkin)
Autumn is a leap into next summer
Autumn. An ancient corner of old books, clothes, weapons, where the catalog of treasures is leafed through by the cold. (B. L. Pasternak)
Autumn has cleared up in the wet valleys, It has exposed the cemeteries of the earth, But the dense rowan trees in the passing villages The red color will begin to shine from afar. (A. A. Blok)
It makes me sad to look at you, What a pain, what a pity! To know, only willow copper was left with you in September. (S. A. Yesenin)
Autumn is a fragment of the reality of a world split into parts...
Autumn. The trees in the alley are like warriors. Each tree smells differently. Army of the Lord. (M. I. Tsvetaeva)
I love the autumn sun, when, making its way between clouds and fogs, It casts a pale, dead ray on a tree swayed by the wind, and on the damp steppe. I love the sun, There is something similar in the farewell glance of the Great Sun with the secret sadness of Deceived love... (M. Yu. Lermontov)
Autumn is a time of tender, tender, tender sadness
In the original autumn there is a short but wonderful time - The whole day is as if crystal, And the evenings are radiant... The air is empty, the birds are no longer heard, But the first winter storms are still far away And clear and warm azure is pouring onto the resting field... (F.I. Tyutchev)
Short English Quotes
- Everyone sees the world in one's own way - Each person sees the world in his own way.
- You and I – belong - You and I are one.
- Everyone is the creator of one's own fate - Everyone is the creator of their own fate.
- Nobody's perfect, but me - Nobody is perfect except me.
- Never look back - I never look back.
- Every solution breeds new problems – Each solution gives rise to new problems.
- A day without laughter is a day wasted - A day without laughter is a day wasted.
- I can resist anything except temptation - I can resist anything except temptation.
- While I'm breathing – I love and believe – While I'm breathing, I love and believe.
- Everyone is the creator of one's own fate - Everyone is the creator of their own fate.
- Tolerance is more powerful than force - Patience has more power than strength.
- Truth is more of a stranger than fiction - Truth is stranger than fiction.
When you want it, it goes away too fast – The desired moments fly by instantly.
- Live without regrets – Live without regrets.
- Follow your heart – Follow your heart.
- my life – my rules - My life – my rules.
- One lifelong love .
- Respect the past, create the future! – Respect the past, create the future!
- My guardian is always with me.
- Be loyal to the one who is loyal to you
- Life is beautiful – Life is beautiful.
- Love is never wrong – Love is never wrong.
- The best thing in our life is love - The best thing in our life is love.
- Books and friends should be few but good – Books and friends should be few, but good.
- Friendship isn't a big thing – it's a million little things – Friendship is not one big thing – it's many little things.
- Tears are the silent language - Tears are silent speech.
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Beautiful phrases about autumn from films and TV series
Autumn is approaching like an inexorable army. And you understand that love is something more than the playful word of a frivolous woman. (From the film “Summer Rain”)
Before it gets cold, it gets warmer for a while. (From the film “Sleep with me”)
Autumn again... Again bright spots of leaves swirl in the wind
The forest was silent... Only the golden leaves of the birch played a little, bathing in the sparkles of the sun... Ah, yellow forest, yellow forest... Here is a piece of happiness for you. Here's your place to think. In the autumn sunny forest, a person becomes cleaner - yes, we all wish we could go to this yellow forest more often. (From the film “White Bim Black Ear”).
There is a time in New York when you feel the breath of autumn long before the first leaf has fallen. The air has become clear, summer is behind us, and one night for the first time in a long time you want to cover yourself with a warm blanket. (From the film “Sex and the City”)
Statuses in English with translation
Autumn's the mellow time. ( Autumn
is a sweet time ).
Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons. ( Autumn carries more gold in its pockets than all other seasons).Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting, and autumn a mosaic of them all. ( Winter is an engraving, spring is a watercolor painting, summer is an oil painting, and autumn is a mosaic of all this).
I love early autumn. At this time it seems: everything will still be fine
Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns. ( Lovely autumn! My soul is devoted to it, and if I were a bird, I would fly around the earth in search of a place where autumn follows one after another).
Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale. ( Autumn has always been my favorite time of year. The time when everything explodes with its final beauty, as if nature has been saving it all year for the grand finale).
English expressions with translation on the topic Autumn
The autumn months are very beautiful and mysterious, many poets have been inspired by this time of year.
- Leaves falling to the ground. - Leaves falling to the ground.
- Kids heading back to school. – Children heading back to school.
- People harvesting sunflowers. – People harvesting sunflowers.
- A girl gathering chestnuts. - A girl picking chestnuts.
- A squirrel collecting acorns. – A squirrel collecting acorns.
- A scarecrow guarding the crops. - Scarecrow guarding the harvest.
- An old man rake the leaves. - An old man raking leaves.
- Leaves changing color. – Leaves changing color.
Autumn and love
Love also has autumn, and the one who has forgotten the taste of the kisses of his beloved knows it. (Mark Levy)
In the spring the heart makes mistakes, but in the fall it sums up the results.
I like autumn. Tension, the roar of a golden lion at the back of the year, stunning with its mane of foliage. A dangerous time - violent rage and deceptive calm; fireworks in your pockets and chestnuts in your fist.
Only true love will make you smile even in autumn
Well, there is autumn, it gently and carefully prepares us for the cold. Favorite autumn. A time of reflection, hands in pockets, mulled wine in the evenings and pleasant melancholy...
Fall in love and date, there’s nothing else to do in the fall anyway.
I love autumn, although I don't like the cold. But it is precisely at this time that nature reminds me how important it is to appreciate warmth.
What a beauty - a woman's soul! Everything is in the clouds, naive, soaring! And even autumn can be good for her. If there is someone nearby who opens an umbrella!
Autumn always and everywhere complicates everything in life and in relationships.
What is the difference between fall and autumn?
fall |fɔːl|, autumn |ˈɔːtəm| - autumn
- Autumn began to be used around the 16th century, replacing the old name harvest. The word itself was borrowed from French, and the French, in turn, borrowed it from Latin - autumnus - as the Romans called this time of year.
- Fall also came into speech in the 16th century, but came from German. Literally, fall is the fall of leaves from trees, fruits, or, in general, the extinction of nature before winter. Everything is falling, falling and preparing for the cold.
Since the 17th century, English-speaking emigrants brought both words to the New World, however, fall has taken root in America, and autumn is more often used in Great Britain, Australia and New Zealand. Well, it doesn’t matter to Canadians, autumn is autumn, no matter what you call it - they use both words.
About women
And autumn, you know, will play according to the suit, She doesn’t hide her cards. She doesn't need it. She, like a woman, is possessed by passion, Insanely beautiful, with an alluring gaze.
A girl with a soul the color of autumn writes inspired poems. And the Spirits of the four blind elements threw four cards to the ground.
In autumn, every woman is a little bit of a witch. After all, crimson leaves awaken in the soul as ancient as the world, reminiscing about fire with a mysterious potion - and its recipe deep inside
This woman has autumn blues in her eyes - A little sadness under the mocking look... At her age - all the many colors of leaf fall, Intoxicating and tart to the taste. (Yu. Egorov)
Woman - autumn. Lighted candles play with bright incandescence in earnest. Woman - autumn, this is not evening, This is from the young, an incorrect forecast. (S. Romashina)
Millions of women love autumn... Falling leaves and the sound of rain streams... Carefully measured doses - coffee, chocolate and a kiss...
Russian autumn, like a Russian woman, has three wonderful ages given by fate. Like any woman, autumn is changeable, sometimes it promises us joy, sometimes it threatens us with disaster. (M. Bralgina)
Autumn coffee
Autumn coffee – sweet honey with the finest bitterness of wormwood; So hot, it burns your lips. Let it be okay. It will cool down now.
I wish you an autumn full of love, warm colors, the smell of coffee and kisses.
Autumn is the time to warm yourself with warm sweaters, hot coffee and kindness
A maple leaf fell onto the coffee, as if it were a warm greeting from you. Bad weather paints your profile on the transparent palette of rain...
Neither the coffee, nor the jacket, nor the blanket keeps you warm... Summer is ending... What, hello, autumn?!
Leave me the smell of coffee and go, let’s not be clumsy, the tormented summer is behind us, just a little more, and autumn will rule.
Autumn means coffee with cinnamon, multi-colored maple leaves, like part of a child’s drawing, warm, delicate buns with vanilla and a subtle smell of smoke...
Autumn coffee loves candles, blues and one breath for two.
The time has begun for soft blankets, soft music and hot coffee... Autumn...
Cold, Rain and Wind: Quotes about Weather Phenomena
It's damp outside, the sky is crying, the sun has hidden: everything is so black and gray... Why? Maybe because it's October? No, you're just not around...
Autumn... cold, windy and rainy. But it becomes cozy and warm if you are not alone in it. If he is in it...
Even in the most mournful autumn rain, do not forget that the sky is actually blue! You just need to wait a little...
Feeling sad, autumn shed a little rain...
November. Cold. Windy. Snow. Weather created for hot tea, chocolate, warm blankets and beautiful fairy tales.
Autumn is in the human soul. Like spring, summer, any season, any weather. And therefore, someone with joy and a premonition of cleansing will offer their hands to the same rain, while another will frown heavily, sweep away their sadness into a random stream and pull their cloak tighter. The weather is ours, and the rain... it just comes. Devoid of shades of good and evil, joy and sadness, the rain falls through our souls.
Sad phrases from this period
Autumn is the time when lonely people warm their frozen hearts with cigarette smoke.
Autumn... You are so beautiful, bright and memorable, but so lonely... Yes, you and I have too much in common. Too much.
Autumn, September. Quiet smile. A sad morning, a gray day, and in the evenings chocolate and tea, but the most delicious thing is not chocolate - it’s dessert, but for dessert warm memories of the past summer...
Autumn is the time of pessimists and melancholics, the time of those who like to be sad and dream with folded arms. Months of dead desert forests with the remains of life
In autumn, along with the yellow fallen leaves, we certainly lose someone...
In autumn it is always easy to think, but difficult to dream, and eternity, having forgotten space and time, loses tension, and something soft and sad pours into the soul...
Your words wanted to make me cry, but the falling leaves stopped them and took them away into autumn...
Autumn depressively covers the city and us with leaves...
There is nothing sadder and more silent than autumn twilight. (Emile Zola)
Statuses about November and love
You shouldn’t dream about a good autumn, you need to create it. And falling in love and statuses about November about love will help you with this.
Only the most desperate people fall in love in November.
My dreams are crumbling as quickly as the days shorten at the end of autumn.
Kisses in November are special. They have more hope, they have more commitment.
There is no need to quarrel in November. Need a hug.
In November, kindness is seen more clearly in people. Among the bustle of spring, you somehow don’t notice it.
If you offend someone who loves you, you become like autumn, shamelessly exposing the trees.
This November is very strange - everything is covered with a thin crust of ice, even the heart...
It’s November again, I fell in love again... God, please don’t let me stumble again! And he is so wonderful!
The sun was falling behind the sky. It was humid, it was damp. It was in this weather that I fell in love with you!
Only sudden falling in love can brighten up this sad November.
It’s the month of November, and there’s water on the windows... I know for sure, everything is my fault... And even if you forget about me... I will wait... I will wait... I’m sorry, I couldn’t keep our happiness...
It's just snow, St. Petersburg and the third Thursday of November made her head spin.
We need to leave, of course, in the fall. When the sky roars over you, when exhausted leaves fall over you, when birds fly away.
Let November whisper for me: “I don’t love...”
Every month is November. I love you every day. This is our month, it must not end...
November is the time to turn people who happen to be close to you into exes.
But we didn’t swear to each other, holding hands. Summer left in England without saying goodbye. At least leave some warmth for me! Hello, autumn! Hello November.
And let it be November, and let it be cold and rain... The main thing is that He is with me...
If you couldn't find happiness in October, well, we have November!
It makes me feel so good that you warm my hands. And even though it’s November outside the window, you remind me of spring.
Poems about the last warm days
Autumn... warm at the beginning, then it rains. Leaves on the boulevard Writes: don’t expect warmth.
On a warm autumn evening, a star lit up early. The mint that heals grief has ripened by the pond.
For some it’s just autumn, but for others it’s warm and eternal. Some people see eight as eight, while others see an infinity sign...
Autumn is warmth in the soul, Dirt and cold are a cliché, Created by a man who doesn’t like comfort, doesn’t like having tea and a blanket waiting for him at home. Or coffee with cinnamon and honey, Warmer, to suit the weather, Or even with cognac...
Autumn English Dictionary
1. Bundle up: layer up your clothing to keep warm It's forecast to be cold tomorrow so make sure you bundle up. Dress warmly : Layer on layers to keep warm Tomorrow is expected to be cold, so make sure you dress warmly .
2. Crisp: cool and fresh Who doesn't love a bright crisp autumn day. Fresh : Cool and crisp Who doesn't love a bright, crisp, fall day.
3. Foggy: a thick cloud that restricts visibility It was difficult to see far this morning as it was so foggy. Foggy : thick cloud that limits visibility This morning it was difficult to see into the distance as it was very foggy .
4. Getting colder: warm weather is turning cooler I can feel the evening are getting colder. Colder : Warm weather is getting cooler I feel the evening getting colder .
5. Muddy: covered in mud It's been raining a lot; the park is too muddy to walk in. Muddy : covered in mud It rained for a long time; the park is too dirty to walk through.
6. Rustle of leaves: the sound of dry leaves The leaves rustled in a gust of wind. Rustle of leaves : the sound of dry leaves. The leaves rustled from a gust of wind.
Funny quotes and cool phrases
Autumn is the time for a herbarium on heels.
Autumn is a time of change. Every schoolchild knows about this!
In the fall, the fashion is set by the one who woke up before everyone else, because everyone looks out the window and sees someone walking in a jacket, yeah, I’ll go in a jacket too...
The sun is shining lazily at full intensity - it’s autumn that has arrived
Autumn... The soul requires romance, but the butt requires adventure!
In autumn, birds and people fly to warmer regions. The former are called by nature, the latter by cheap tours.
For some reason, summer may come late, but autumn is always so punctual...
I love when the leaves turn red in the fall. As if out of shame... And then they hastily fall off the branches. As if ready to fall through the ground
Autumn begins - the skirt lengthens.
