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“Society, as we have constituted it, will have no place for me, has none to offer; but Nature, whose sweet rains fall on unjust and just alike, will have clefts in the rocks where I may hide, and secret valleys in whose silence I may weep undisturbed. She will hang the night with stars so that I may walk abroad in the darkness without stumbling, and send the wind over my footprints so that none may track me to my hurt: she will cleance me in the great waters, and with bitter herbs make me whole.”

May Whole Night Fall Stars Water Hurt Walks Secret Silence Darkness Rocks Sweet Wind Offers Rain Track Bitter Valleys Unjust Herbs Footprint Stumbling

Book:The Complete Works of Oscar Wilde: De profundis,

Source: The Complete Works of Oscar Wilde: De profundis,

“A girl is like a young tree, she said. You must stand tall and listen to your mother standing next to you. That is the only way to grow strong and straight. But if you bend to listen to other people, you will grow crooked and weak. You will fall to the ground with the first strong wind. And then you will be like a weed, growing wild in any direction, running along the ground until someone pulls you out and throws you away.”

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Book:The Joy Luck Club

Source: The Joy Luck Club

“That afternoon the sky was scattered with black clouds galloping in from the sea and clustering over the city. Flashes of lightening echoed on the horizon and a charged warm wind smelling of dust announced a powerful summer storm. When I reached the station I noticed the first few drops, shiny and heavy, like coins falling from heaven...Night seemed to fall suddenly, interrupted only by the lightning now bursting over the city, leaving a trail of noise and fury.”

“For these beings, fall is ever the normal season, the only weather, there be no choice beyond. Where do they come from? The dust. Where do they go? The grave. Does blood stir their veins? No: the night wind. What ticks in their head? The worm. What speaks from their mouth? The toad. What sees from their eye? The snake. What hears with their ear? The abyss between the stars. They sift the human storm for souls, eat flesh of reason, fill tombs with sinners. They frenzy forth. Such are the autumn people.”

People Humans Doe Soul Reason Eye Night Choices Fall Speak Stars Blood Wind Normal Mouths Ears Seasons Storm Flesh Graves Weather Dust Sinner Autumn Abyss Snakes Veins Worms Tombs Tick Frenzy Toads

Author:Ray Bradbury

“In that moment Ged understood the singing of the bird, and the language of the water falling in the basin of the fountain, and the shape of the clouds, and the beginning and end of the wind that stirred the leaves; it seemed to him that he himself was a word spoken by the sunlight.”

Ends Moments Fall Language Water Wind Shapes Singing Bird Understood Clouds That Moment Sunlight Fountain Beginnings And Ends Ged

Book:A Wizard of Earthsea

Source: A Wizard of Earthsea

“They say that in the hour before an earthquake the clouds hang leaden in the sky, the winds slows to a hot breath, and the birds fall quiet in the trees of the town square. Yes but these are the same portents that precede lunchtime, frankly.”

Fall Hours Tree Sky Wind Quiet Bird Towns Hot Breaths Clouds Squares Earthquakes Lunchtime Portents

Book:Chris Cleave Ebook Boxed Set: Little Bee, Incendiary, Gold

Source: Chris Cleave Ebook Boxed Set: Little Bee, Incendiary, Gold

“You're a good Irishman, right?" When Butch nodded, V said, "Irish, Irish… let me think. Yeah…" Vishous's eyes sobered, and in a voice that cracked, he said, "May the road rise to meet you. May the wind always be at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and the rains fall soft upon your fields. And… my dearest friend… until we meet again may the Lord hold you in the palm of His hand.”

Thinking May Said Hands Eye Faces Fall Voice Lord Sun Fields Wind Rain Let Me Yeah Shining Warm Your Face Palms Cracked Sun Shines Irishmen Vishous Dearest Friend Until We Meet Again

Author:J.R. Ward

“And now, my poor old woman, why are you crying so bitterly? It is autumn. The leaves are falling from the trees like burning tears- the wind howls. Why must you mimic them?”

Fall Poor Tree Cry Tears Wind Burning Autumn Old Woman Howl

Book:The Gormenghast Novels

Source: The Gormenghast Novels

“Variations: II Green light, from the moon, Pours over the dark blue trees, Green light from the autumn moon Pours on the grass ... Green light falls on the goblin fountain Where hesitant lovers meet and pass. They laugh in the moonlight, touching hands, They move like leaves on the wind ... I remember an autumn night like this, And not so long ago, When other lovers were blown like leaves, Before the coming of snow.”

“This coffee falls into your stomach, and straightway there is a general commotion. Ideas begin to move like the battalions of the Grand Army of the battlefield, and the battle takes place. Things remembered arrive at full gallop, ensuing to the wind. The light cavalry of comparisons deliver a magnificent deploying charge, the artillery of logic hurry up with their train and ammunition, the shafts of with start up like sharpshooters. Similes arise, the paper is covered with ink; for the struggle commences and is concluded with torrents of black water, just as a battle with powder.”

“As I dive between the legs of a big Gunnar, I see Mair wind up and slam her shockstick hard as she can between the V of another guy’s thighs. Falling, he makes a noise that I can’t say I’ve heard a human utter before, sort of like I imagine a puppy would sound being put through a juicer.”

Humans I Can Hard Bigs Guy Fall Sound Imagine Heard Wind Legs Noise Puppy Thighs Slam

Book:Grimspace

Source: Grimspace

“Fall leaves are brilliant with gold and red. You can cup them in your hand and wonder at them, be amazed at their uniqueness and glory. But eventually they are gone, brown, crumbling, scattered on the wind. But the tree remains. The tree is what is important. The tree lives on. That was a difficult knowledge to bear, and an even more difficult life to live. Of course, being the leaf wasn't exactly desirable either.”

Important Hands Fall Courses Difficult Wonder Gone Tree Wind Bears Glory Red Gold Remains Brilliant Cups Brown Uniqueness Amazed Leafs Desirable Crumbling Tree Of Life Difficult Life

Author:Rob Thurman