Ah, September! You are the doorway to the season that awakens my soul… but I must confess that I love you only because you are a prelude to my beloved October.

By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer’s best of weather And autumn’s best of cheer.

Yeah – Sure I rememberMatter of fact it was just last SeptemberShe still calls it the fall to rememberLittle Heather when it all came togetherYou remember the first time you met her?She cried when it...

I want to say something so embarrassing about September that even the leaves start blushing and turning red.

No matter how many losing seasons you might have had in the past with your marriage, the good thing is that all teams get a fresh start once September begins

Insomma una brutta domenica di settembre, di quel settembre traditore che vi lascia andare un colpo di mare fra capo e collo, come una schioppettata fra i fichidindia.

The first time I realised I was patriotic was after September 11th.

We made love like September swims in August. But that’s natural, because it’s too cold to go swimming in October.

In his or her own way, everyone I saw before me looked happy. Whether they were really happy or just looked it, I couldn’t tell. But they did look happy on this pleasant early afternoon...

Responsibility sucked rocks. Until a few months ago, I hadn’t been responsible for anything more than color-coordinating my wardrobe. But foil one vampire vixen bent on world domination and suddenly people expect all kinds of...

Outside the leaves on the trees constricted slightly; they were the deep done green of the beginning of autumn. It was a Sunday in September. There would only be four. The clouds were high and...

What we learned on September 11 is that the unthinkable is now thinkable in the world.

Why should I care about you first kiss,’ he said. ‘You can kiss anyone you like. But sometimes if you wanted to kiss me, that would be all right, too.

Prior to September 11, we thought the world beyond our shores was one world of risk and the world in our continent was another world of risk.

You can kiss anyone you like. But if you sometimes wanted to kiss me, that would be all right, too.” His blush was so deep September could feel the heat of it.She leaned in, and...

We know that after September 11, there were still terrorists around. We do get continuing information that they’re intent on causing some damage and harm to not only U.S. interests but allied interests.

The seasonal urge is strong in poets. Milton wrote chiefly in winter. Keats looked for spring to wake him up (as it did in the miraculous months of April and May, 1819). Burns chose autumn....