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And I wonder how the leaves clinched to the branches, yet to fall, the survivors feel when they see one of their own perish and realize that they too are to share a similar fate, does this thought cause them to give up selflessly, from confinement to independence or does it instill proportions of both courage and fear making them hold on as long as they can and accept what comes after?

— Chirag Tulsiani

As the leaves randomly fell, she contemplated how they sacrificially gave up their essence to sustain new life. Or was it the tree’s sacrifice? Each leaf was a part of Gaia’s play. Their final act: to decompose, so a new level of soil could be made, an earthen writing tablet for the next layer of history to be recorded. One generation became the groundwork for the next. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Nothing was exempt, not even the leaves.

— Jesikah Sundin

Because this exact leaf had to grow in that exact way, in that exact place, so that precise wind could tear it from that precise branch and make it fly into this exact face at that exact moment. And, if just one of those tiny little things had never had happened, I'd never have met ya. Which makes this leaf the most important leaf in human history

— Neil Cross

Every falling leaf reminds me that I too will soon be separated from these trees. Trying to capture freedom is like trying to catch a falling leaf. Occasionally you may grab one out of the air and hold it in your hands, but now what?

— Daniel J. Rice

Every tree in the forest has a story to tell. Some of them were burnt, but they endured the fire and got revived; some of them were cut, their barks injured, some people pick up their leaves to make medicines for their sicknesses, birds used their leaves to make their nests, etc. Upon all these, the tree is still tree!

— Israelmore Ayivor

Fallen leaves on the ground are the golden song of immortal creativity.

— Amit Ray

Feelings are real. They often become one’s reality. But they are not always based on truth.

— Jesikah Sundin

He was like an autumn without leaves, he was unreal!

— Mehmet Murat ildan

I am just a leaf. Just a leaf falling from the tree so that a new bud may grow.

— Gemma Malley

In every change, in every falling leaf there is some pain, some beauty. And that's the way new leaves grow.

— Amit Ray