It Was Night In The Lonesome October of My Most Immemorial Year

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Or, it’s time for that October title contest. The rules (you know the drill, but once more, for old times’ sake): post in the comments your favorite quote with the word “October” in it. Winner gets their quote put up in the title bar and their blog (or website of choice, if they have no blog that they call their own) gets a month-long gig heading up the randomized permalinks over there on the left.

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Is it the shrewd October wind
Brings the tears into her eyes?
Does it blow so strong that she must fetch
Her breath in sudden sighs?
- William Dean Howells, Gone

Geez. I might win just by default. Where is everybody?

Listen! the wind is rising,
and the air is wild with leaves,
We have had our summer evenings,
now for October eves!
- Humbert Wolfe

Oooo, this is a tough one.

I've been robbed.

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