Whiteboard Wall Quotes October 2021

October: The Treasure of the Year

September is technically the month that signals the end of summer, but its days can still feel as swelteringly hot as the days of early August. November is devoted to planning Thanksgiving dinner and looking ahead to the holidays. But October is the month that can truly be called fall. October’s name is derived from the Latin word octavus, meaning “eighth” because it was the eighth month in the ancient Roman calendar. Whether you want aphorisms to use as writing prompts for home-school English lessons or need bits of inspiration while working remotely, posting the quotes below on your whiteboard wall is a great way to celebrate October, “the treasure of the year.”

On the Love of October

1. “October is the treasure of the year, and all the months pay bounty to her store.”
— Paul Laurence Dunbar (US writer), October

2. “October is a hallelujah reverberating in my body year-round.”
— John Nichols (US author)

3. “I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”
— Lucy Maud Montgomery (Canadian author), Ann of Green Gables

4. “Ah, Lovely October, as you usher in the season that awakens my soul, your awesome beauty compels my spirit to soar like a leaf caught in an autumn breeze and my heart to sing like a heavenly choir.”
— Peggy Toney Horton (US writer)

5. “Bittersweet October — the mellow, messy, leaf-kicking, perfect pause between summer and winter.”
— Carol Bishop Hipps (US author)

6. “In the entire circle of the year, there are no days so delightful as those of a fine October when the trees are bare to the mild heavens, and the red leaves bestrew the road, and you can feel the breath of winter, morning and evening — no days so calm, so tenderly solemn, and with such a reverent meekness in the air.”
— Alexander Smith (Scottish poet)

7. “There is no season when such pleasant and sunny spots may be lighted on and produce so pleasant an effect on the feelings, as in October.”
— Nathaniel Hawthorne (US novelist)

8. “I wish that every day was Saturday and every month was October.”
— Charmaine J. Forde (US author)

9. “My beloved October has returned—with its brilliant colors, cool temperatures, and sunny, cloudless, azure skies, and I must enjoy it before it escapes for another year.”
— Peggy Toney Horton (US writer), Somewhere in Heaven My Mother is Smiling

10. “O suns and skies and clouds of June, And flowers of June together, Ye cannot rival for one hour October’s bright blue weather.”
— Helen Hunt Jackson (US poet, writer, and activist), October’s Bright Blue Weather

11. “He loved October, had always loved it. There was something sad and beautiful about it — the ending and beginning of things.”
— Jacqueline Woodson (US writer), If You Come Softly

On Nature in October

12. “The trees are in their autumn beauty. The woodland paths are dry. Under the October twilight, the water Mirrors a still sky.”
— William Butler Yeats (Irish poet, prose writer, and dramatist)

13. “In October sun, it’s all gold — sky and tree and water. Everything just before it changes looks to be made of gold.”
— Eudora Welty (US short story writer), The Wide Net and Other Stories

14. “Pale amber sunlight falls across The reddening October trees, That hardly sway before a breeze As soft as summer: summer’s loss Seems little, dear, on days like these.”
— Ernest Christopher Dowson (English poet), Autumnal

15. “After the keen still days of September, the October sun filled the world with mellow warmth. The maple tree in front of the doorstep burned like a gigantic red torch. The oaks along the roadway glowed yellow and bronze. The fields stretched like a carpet of jewels, emerald and topaz, and garnet. Everywhere she walked, the color shouted and sang around her.”
— Elizabeth G. Speare (US writer of children’s books), The Witch of Blackbird Pond

16. “O hushed October morning mild, Thy leaves have ripened to the fall; Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild, Should waste them all.”
— Robert Frost (US poet), October

17. “October is a fallen leaf, but it is also the wider horizon more clearly seen. It is the distant hill once more in sight and the enduring constellations above that hill once again.”
— Hal Borland (US author, journalist, and naturalist), This Hill, This Valley

18. “The sweet, calm sunshine of October, now Warms the low spot; upon its grassy mould The purple oak-leaf falls; the birchen bough Drops its bright spoil like arrow-heads of gold.”
— William Cullen Bryant (US poet), October 1866

19. “In October, a maple tree before your window lights up your room like a great lamp. Even on cloudy days, its presence helps to dispel the gloom.”
— John Burroughs (US naturalist, nature essayist, and conservationist)

20. “October is the month of painted leaves. Their rich glow now flashes round the world. As fruits and leaves and the day itself acquire a bright tint just before they fall, so the year is near its setting. October is its sunset sky; November the later twilight.”
— Henry David Thoreau US naturalist, essayist, poet, and philosopher), Autumnal Tints

21. “Listen! The wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves. We have had our summer evenings, now for October eves!”
— Humbert Wolfe (British poet), Autumn Resignation
Reflections on October

22. “October is a symphony of permanence and change.”
— Bonaro W. Overstreet (US author, poet, and psychologist)

23. “In October, any wonderful unexpected thing might be possible.”
— Elizabeth G. Speare (US writer of children’s books), The Witch of Blackbird Pond

24. “I have been younger in October than in all the months of spring.”
— W.S. Merwin (US poet)

25. “October is the opal month of the year. It is the month of glory, of ripeness. It is the picture month.”
— Henry Ward Beecher (US clergyman, social reformer, and speaker)

26. “This is October for me, withdrawing into my own world, blocking out everything except the beauty of the season, my reflections, and my relationship with God. I find that this is enough to sustain me through the long cold winter and beyond.”
— Peggy Toney Horton (US writer), Somewhere in Heaven My Mother is Smiling

27. “October is crisp days and cool nights, a time to curl up around the dancing flames and sink into a good book.”
— John Sinor (US newspaper columnist)

28. “There is a crispness about celery that is of the essence of October. It is as fresh and clean as a rainy day after a spell of heat. It crackles pleasantly in the mouth. Moreover, it is excellent, I am told, for the complexion.”
— A. A. Milne (English author), A Word for Autumn

29. “October has tremendous possibility. The summer’s oppressive heat is a distant memory, and the golden leaves promise a world full of beautiful adventures. They make me believe in miracles.”
— Sarah Guillory (US writer), Reclaimed

30. “October, baptize me with leaves! Swaddle me in corduroy and nurse me with split pea soup. October, tuck tiny candy bars in my pockets and carve my smile into a thousand pumpkins. O autumn! O teakettle! O grace!”
— Rainbow Rowell (US author), Attachments

31. “I remember it as October days are always remembered, cloudless, maple-flavored, the air gold and so clean it quivers.”
— Leif Enger (US author), Peace Like a River

32. “You don’t waste October sunshine. Soon the old autumn sun will bed down in cloud blankets, and there will be weeks of gray before it finally decides to snow.”
— Katherine Arden (US author), Small Spaces

33. “I can face the winter with calm. I suppose I had forgotten what it was really like — crisp and sparkling days, long pleasant evenings, cheery fires. Good work shall be done this winter. Life shall be lived well. The end of the summer is not the end of the world. Here’s to October!”
— A.A. Milne (English author), A Word for Autumn

34. “All things on Earth point home in old October; sailors to sea, travelers to walls and fences, the lover to the love he has forsaken.”
— Thomas Wolfe (US novelist)