Autumn wins you best by this, its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.Robert Browning
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2 comments:
I always thought Fall was the season of the poets and the romantic. I like the quote :)
Glad you like it, I like it too. But i don't agree that it's mere sympathy what we feel about autumn. There is something overwhelming about decay, beautiful like "an angel with a sad face" (Modigliani). I believe that true beauty is hidden somewhere between happiness and sadness. Like in that quote by Giordano Bruno: In tristitia, hilaris, in hilaritate tristis (In sorrow, joyful; in joy, sorrowful)
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