Leaves Changing Color Quotes & Sayings

Freedom is not a gift of heaven, you have to fight for it every day — Simon Wiesenthal

If we practice stopping while attending to e-mails, surfing the Web, attending meetings or appointments, folding the laundry, washing the dishes, or taking a shower, we are living deeply. — Thich Nhat Hanh

I spend roughly $80 per year watching bananas go brown. — G.H. Eckel

Eat foods that make you thrive. — Oprah Winfrey

Shadows stretched from one side of the street to the other, reaching up the walls like fingers as the street lamps came on. In the north, a bank of dark clouds was building above the ridge of mountains, the tops of Buchanan and Crandell already fading into misty half-light. The last pigmented bands of sunset gilded the sides of buildings in orange light, but the rattle of wind against the panes of glass brought with it a promise of rain.
Autumn was coming, but no one save Hunter Slate seemed to notice the change. — Danika Stone

It is the beauty of life that makes our lives worth living. — Debasish Mridha

If I had a desire, it would be to be free from desire. — Charles Manson

The majority of people are not willing to risk what they have built for the opportunity to have something better. — Jay Samit

There are areas of New England, plenty of them, with quaintness to spare, with color-changing leaves and folksy folks full of folksy homespun wisdom accompanied by folksy accents — A. Lee Martinez

I love trees I have this thing for trees and the colors & changing of leaves. I love it I respect these kinds of things. — Michael Jackson

The struggle against war and its social source, capitalism, presupposes direct, active, unequivocal support to the oppressed colonial peoples in their struggles and wars against imperialism. A 'neutral' position is tantamount to support of imperialism. — Leon Trotsky

The gold and scarlet leaves that littered the countryside in great drifts whispered and chuckled among themselves, or took experimental runs from place to place, rolling like coloured hoops among the trees. It was as if they were practising something, preparing for something, and they would discuss it excitedly in rustly voices as they crowded round the tree trunks. — Gerald Durrell