September

September  is the ninth month of the year in the Julian and Gregorian Calendars. September in the Southern Hemisphere is the seasonal equivalent of March in the Northern Hemisphere. September 1 marks the beginning of the meteorological autumn in the Northern hemisphere, and the beginning of the meteorological spring Southern hemisphere.

Quotes

 * Summer has come and passed: The innocent can never last; wake me up when September ends.
 * Billie Joe Armstrong, "Wake Me Up When September Ends", American Idiot (2004), California: Reprise Records

The dry leaf's rustle and the squirrel's laughter, The cool fresh air whence health and vigor spring And promise of exceeding joy hereafter.
 * O sweet September, thy first breezes bring
 * George Arnold, "September Days", as quoted in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), pp. 698–99


 * Do you remember, the 21st night of September? Love was changing the minds of pretenders, while chasing the clouds away.
 * Earth, Wind & Fire, "September", The Best of Earth, Wind & Fire, Vol. 1 (23 November 1978), New York City: American Record Corporation


 * It was the third of September: That day, I'll always remember. Yes I will, because that was the day that my daddy died.
 * Dennis Edwards, "Papa Was a Rollin' Stone", All Directions (27 July 1972), California: Gordy Records

The earth was beautiful as if new-born; There was that nameless splendor everywhere, That wild exhilaration in the air, Which makes the passers in the city street Congratulate each other as they meet.
 * The morrow was a bright September morn;
 * Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Tales of a Wayside Inn (1863–1874), Part I, The Student's Tale, The Falcon of Sir Federigo, line 135

The hunter's moon's begun, And through the wheaten stubble Is heard the frequent gun.
 * Come out 'tis now September,
 * Elizabeth Stirling Bridge, "All Among the Barley", The Musical Times, No. 187. "Supplement", as quoted in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), pp. 698–99


 * The sultry summer past, September comes, Soft twilight of the soft-declining year. All mildness, soothing loneliness and peace; The fading season ere the falling come.
 * Carlos Wilcox, "The Age of Benevolence", Extracts from Book II, in Remains of the Rev. Carlos Wilcox (Hartford: Edward Hopkins, 1828), p. 153