| Character may be manifested in the great moments, but it is made in the small ones. -- Phillips Brooks |
| There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been! -- Percy Bysshe Shelley |
| The lands are lit with all the autumn blaze of golden-rod, and everywhere the purple asters nod and bend and wave and flit. -- Helen Hunt |



















