How beautiful the leaves grow old
“How beautiful the leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.” ~ John Burroughs
“How beautiful the leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.” ~ John Burroughs
Those that think it permissible to tell white lies soon grow color blind.
~Austin O’Malley
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky. ~ Rabindranath Tagore
“I know that if odour were visible, as colour is, I’d see the summer garden in rainbow clouds.” ~ Robert Bridges
Nature always wears the colors of the spirit. ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson