Here comes February, a little girl with her first valentine, a red bow in her wind-blown hair, a kiss waiting on her lips, a tantrum just back of her laughter. – Hal Borland
If you would know strength and patience, welcome the company of trees. – Hal Borland
Of all the seasons, autumn offers the most to man and requires the least of him. – Hal Borland
Summer ends, and Autumn comes, and he who would have it otherwise would have high tide always and a full moon every night; and thus he would never know the rhythms that are at the heart of life. – Hal Borland