Quote from Lin Yutang……”I like spring, but it is too young. I like summer, but it is too proud. So I like autumn best because its leaves are a little yellow, its tone mellower, its colors richer, and it is tinged a little with sorrow and a premonition of death. Its golden richness speaks not of the innocence of spring, not of the power of summer, but of the mellowness and kindly wisdom of approaching age. It knows the limits of life and is content.”