Quotes & Sayings About New England In The Fall

A missle lost Unprogrammed — Allen Ginsberg

False emotions broadcast thru the Land — Allen Ginsberg

The air has that bracing autumnal bite so that all you want to do is bob for apples or hang a witch or something. — Sarah Vowell

Anger falling asleep at the heart — Allen Ginsberg

She ran into the early-October afternoon. The light came at a low slant through the oaks across the street, gold and green, and how she loved that light. There was no light in the world like you saw in New England in early fall. — Joe Hill

My sense, although I don't remember discussing it with anyone, was that with the fall of France to the Nazis in June 1940, European civilization had collapsed. I also recalled that although both George Herbert Mead and John Dewey had been born in New England, they developed their distinctively American philosophy of pragmatism in Chicago. So thinking of my own New England roots, I decided to go to Chicago, which, seen through Carl Sandburg's eyes, was the opposite of European decadence: Hog Butcher for the World, Tool maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler, Stormy, husky, brawling. City of the Big Shoulders.7 — Grace Lee Boggs

Eat Meat and your a beast — Allen Ginsberg

Trees scream and drop bright leaves — Allen Ginsberg

Countries are forged by war; perhaps girls are, too. New England and I will be reborn together in this war between the witches and the Brothers. Between Maura and me.
I am newly wrought
a girl of steel and snow and heartrending good-byes.
My magic is renewed by my heartbreak. It spills out my fingertips, swirling around me. The wind picks up, bitter cold now. The rain turns abruptly to snow, haloing the gas streetlamps like iron angels. Enormous snowflakes begin to fall
fast, faster
obscuring my sister, hiding her and Brenna and the carriage and the gray stone building that has become my home.
I am all alone in a sea of whirling white.
It feels right that it should be so. — Jessica Spotswood

Hairy Mammal whaddya want — Allen Ginsberg

I broadcast thru Time — Allen Ginsberg

And the Children of the Warmakers're exempt from fighting their parents' war — Allen Ginsberg

Forget pleasure and Ambition — Allen Ginsberg

Machine chaos on Earth, Too many bodies, mouths bleeding on every Continent — Allen Ginsberg