“We lived in Indian summer and mistook it for spring.”
“One may prefer spring and summer to autumn and winter, but preference is hardly to the point. The earth turns, and we live in the grain of nature, turning with it.”
“Indian summer is like a woman.”
“We eat the year away. We eat the spring and the summer and the fall. We wait for something to grow and then we eat it.”
“Autumn...the year's last, loveliest smile."[Indian Summer]”
“- Growth has its season. There are spring and summer, but there are also fall and winter. And then spring and summer again. As long as the roots are not severed, all is well and all be well.”