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natureisthegreatestartist · 2 years

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Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.

Albert Camus

#Plants #Places #albert camus quote #autumn quote #natural inspiration #ecotherapy quote #autumn leaves quote #fall beauty

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silent-insanities · 7 months

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Let us fall in love all over again.

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ofbrokenstarlight · 7 months

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the beginning of the season of my soul

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nobeerreviews · 4 months

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How beautiful the leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.

-- John Burroughs

#autumn #autumn leaves #leaves #colors #john burroughs #nature photography #quote #switzerland #nature #beauty

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half-a-life · 3 months

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Your naked body should only belong to those who fall in love with your naked soul.

Charlie Chaplin in a letter to his daughter, Geraldine

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Marche-en-Famenne, Belgium 🇧🇪

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thoselovelythings · 6 months

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a-poets-darling · 2 years

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October is about trees revealing colors they've hidden all year. People have an october as well.

-Jm Storm

#dark academia #dark acadamia aesthetic #poetry #art #poem #quotes #reading #authors #classic literature #october #autumn #fall leaves

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yellowlabyrinth · 7 months

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"I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers." - L. M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

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dearjewels22 · 1 month

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ebb and flow.

let go of what needs to go... better awaits you.

Happy 1st day of Spring ☀️🌸🌱🪴🌻🌺🤗

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saadwriter · 6 months

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#tumblr quotes #photography #original photographers #original phography #beautiful views #autumn vibes #autumn season #autumn colors #colorful leaves #yellow leaves #autumn nights #my pics #photographers on tumblr

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ninasdrafts · 7 months

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My coffee's getting cold. I've been staring out of the window, watching the people pass me by, searching for your face in a sea of strangers. Meet me here next year in October, you said. "I'll be better." "I'll know what I want." "I'll come back to you." While I kept this phrase, this promise, close to my heart, you forgot about it. While I've been counting down the days ever since summer's faded, ever since the sun's begun to set sooner in the evening, you never seemed to care that you gave me hope. That you gave me strength to hold on to this illusion, this pathetic scenario of falling like the leaves do. I've been walking past this coffee shop every day, not sure when you'd show up. If you'd show up at all, if it's today or in two weeks. I believed that eventually you would come back to what you need. I thought the time for running was over. Did you ever learn to stand still, to settle? Did you learn to enjoy the certainty of stagnation, the peace that only comes with knowing you can go back home whenever you've lost your way? I want to be mad at you, but I can't be. You filled me up with promises until I couldn't breathe, but I draw the line at calling you out for being scared. I swore I would never do that. We can't help what life and circumstance shapes us into. They're turning off the lights. The waitress asks me if I'm okay, if I want to take my coffee home. I tell her I'll be back tomorrow, same place, same time. She shoots me an encouraging smile, but I can tell she thinks I'm a lost cause. I hope tomorrow will be the day you remember last fall.

last fall / n.j.