Beth Roman

“At no other time (than autumn) does the earth let itself be inhaled in one smell, the ripe earth; in a smell that is in no way inferior to the smell of the sea, bitter where it borders on taste, and more honeysweet where you feel it touching the first sounds. Containing depth within itself, darkness, something of the grave almost.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters on Cézanne

“Autumn...the year's last, loveliest smile."

[Indian Summer]”
― John Howard Bryant

“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.”
― Albert Camus

“Threats are the last resort of a man with no vocabulary.”
― Tamora Pierce, Lady Knight