{"id":1831,"date":"2009-09-25T01:04:00","date_gmt":"2009-09-25T08:04:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/rifftides\/wp\/?p=1831"},"modified":"2009-09-25T01:04:00","modified_gmt":"2009-09-25T08:04:00","slug":"compatible_quotes_autumn","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/rifftides\/2009\/09\/compatible_quotes_autumn\/","title":{"rendered":"Compatible Quotes: Autumn"},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote>\n<div style=\"text-align: left;\"><em>Delicious autumn!  My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.<\/em> \u00e2\u20ac\u00a8&#8211;  George Eliot<\/div>\n<\/blockquote>\n<blockquote><p><em>Then summer fades and passes and October comes.  We&#8217;ll smell smoke then, \u00e2\u20ac\u00a8and feel an unexpected sharpness, a thrill of nervousness, swift elation, a \u00e2\u20ac\u00a8sense of sadness and departure.<\/em>\u00e2\u20ac\u00a8&#8211;  Thomas Wolfe<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<blockquote><p><em>When an early autumn walks the land and chills the breeze<br \/>\nand touches with her hand the summer trees,<br \/>\nperhaps you&#8217;ll understand what memories I own.<br \/>\nThere&#8217;s a dance pavilion in the rain all shuttered down,<br \/>\na winding country lane all russet brown,<br \/>\na frosty window pane shows me a town grown lonely.<br \/>\nThat spring of ours that started so April-hearted,<br \/>\nseemed made for just a boy and girl.<br \/>\nI never dreamed, did you, any fall would come in view<br \/>\nso early, early.<br \/>\nDarling if you care, please, let me know,<br \/>\nI&#8217;ll meet you anywhere, I miss you so.<br \/>\nLet&#8217;s never have to share another early autumn.<\/em> &#8212; Johnny Mercer<\/blockquote\n\n<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns. \u00e2\u20ac\u00a8&#8211; George Eliot Then summer fades and passes and October comes. We&#8217;ll smell smoke then, \u00e2\u20ac\u00a8and feel an unexpected sharpness, a thrill of nervousness, swift elation, a \u00e2\u20ac\u00a8sense of sadness [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_genesis_hide_title":false,"_genesis_hide_breadcrumbs":false,"_genesis_hide_singular_image":false,"_genesis_hide_footer_widgets":false,"_genesis_custom_body_class":"","_genesis_custom_post_class":"","_genesis_layout":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-1831","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-main","7":"entry"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/rifftides\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1831","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/rifftides\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/rifftides\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/rifftides\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/rifftides\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1831"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/rifftides\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1831\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/rifftides\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1831"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/rifftides\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1831"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/rifftides\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1831"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}