Nothing is more fleeting than external form, which withers and alters like the flowers of the field at the appearance of autumn. – Umberto Eco

"How beautifully leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days."  -John Burroughs
“How beautifully leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.”
-John Burroughs
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