Funny Quotes On Fall Novels & Stories

“It draws attention. People notice everything.” Maya froze. She had laughed at a joke she had told during the dinner, a small, harmless laugh. And yet, the words were sharp tinged with judgment, with ownership. “I… I was just laughing,” she said softly, stepping back. “You should be careful,” he said, leaning closer, eyes narrowing slightly. “We can’t have people thinking you’re reckless.” The words weren’t cruel. Not yet. But there was a weight to them, the weight of control.

We strolled along the winding paths, the streetlights casting a soft, amber glow on the trees, their leaves rustling in the gentle breeze that whispered through the branches. "This is nice," Liam said, hands tucked into his pockets as we walked side by side, our footsteps syncing on the paved path. "Gets the blood flowing after all that food, and the fresh air clears the head." "Yeah, the park's beautiful at night," I replied, watching a couple of joggers pass by in bright running gear, their footsteps rhythmic on the pavement, and a dog walker with a fluffy golden retriever bounding ahead. We talked about the changing seasons in detail, how the crisp air signaled the arrival of cozy nights,

the man nodded. “Alright,” said the facilitator. “Let’s rotate. Jokes, riddles, weird facts. Come on, unleash your inner campfire gremlin.” Katherine nudged Kingsley. “You better say something.” He looked at her with mock offense. “Is that a challenge?” “I’m saying you’ve been making bad jokes since 2009. Now’s your time to shine.” He raised a hand. “Alright. What did the zero say to the eight?” The group leaned in.

“Everything’s fine.” “Are you sure?” He asked then pressed his thumbs into the base of my skull, rubbing in tight circles. I put my hands on the counter to keep from melting into a puddle by his loafers. “Yes.” I dropped my head forward. Some loose hair strands dropped at the side of my face, getting ready to give my face protection just in case my cheeks heated up. “Nothing’s new. It’s just the season. People love getting married in the fall.” “Is that supposed to be a pun?” He teased. As he laughed, his breath was fanning my neck and I had to keep my body perfectly still. He slid his thumbs beneath the collar of her blouse. “Unbutton your shirt.”

A/P "The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall. Pain is temporary, Quitting lasts forever." ~A/N

“Participation is the hardest thing. Easier to watch and judge than actually try.” “So I am doing the hard thing?” “Yes.” “Good. I was cast down as punishment. I choose to make punishment into purpose. I will learn participation until I understand it completely. Then…” It paused. “Then I do not know. But I will know when I reach that point.” “That’s very human of you,” Finn said. “Is it compliment or insult?” “Both. Usually both.” The fallen thing made a sound like laughter. Wrong pitch. Wrong rhythm. But attempting the concept. “I think I understand humor now. It is finding enjoyment in contradictions.”

"It's a strange coincidence. If she hadn't mocked me the other day, I wouldn't have remembered her. I wouldn't have taken the video either." "What goes around comes around," I thought to myself. As it turned out, my small act of kindness ended up helping me in the long run. On the contrary, Mia's evil deeds single-handedly caused her own downfall.

"Do you remember the wolf man that dad used to talk about?" My heart fluttered, "That was just a story so we would stay in bed." I answered, "Don't you remember, who's afraid of the big bad wolf, big bad wolf, big bad wolf, who's afraid of the big bad wolf. Ha not me." I sang remembering how our dad used to tickle us at the end. I was thankful that the wolf was letting me use him to steady myself, as we became close to the fence I worried that I wouldn't manage to get over it.

He laughs but shuts up. “Ok, listen, while we are on the topic of quotes, I have some funny, sarcastic ones,” he says and opens his phone to read some. “Two wrongs, don’t make a right, take your parents as an example,” I laugh. I can use it on anyone who messes with my friends. “Tell me more,” I urge him. “Even people who are good for nothing can bring a smile to your face when pushed down the stairs,” I chuckle.

“Oh, I’m sure you’re a man of many talents Mr. Clemonte.” It was a beautiful fall day, the kind where it wasn’t too warm or too chilly, but just fucking right. The leaves on the trees- which lined the street to fake that people still gave a fuck about oxygen and the environment and all that jazz- were splashed in reds, golds, yellows, and greens. Nature’s kaleidoscope at its finest.