I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of the summer. My bank of wild grass is majestic and full of music. It is a fire that solitude presses against my lips.
~Violette Leduc, Mad in Pursuit
Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it.
A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken.
If a June night could talk, it would probably boast it invented romance.
Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare,And left the flushed print in a poppy there.
To see the Summer SkyIs Poetry, though never in a Book it lie -True Poems flee.
What is one to say about June, the time of perfect young summer, the fulfillment of the promise of the earlier months, and with as yet no sign to remind one that its fresh young beauty will ever fade.
In winter I get up at nightAnd dress by yellow candle-light.In summer quite the other wayI have to go to bed by day.
~Robert Louis Stevenson
In June, as many as a dozen species may burst their buds on a single day. No man can heed all of these anniversaries; no man can ignore all of them.
I question not if thrushes sing,If roses load the air;Beyond my heart I need not reachWhen all is summer there.
~John Vance Cheney
Oh, the summer nightHas a smile of lightAnd she sits on a sapphire throne.
In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.
There shall be eternal summer in the grateful heart.
The summer night is like a perfection of thought.
In summer, the song sings itself.
~William Carlos Williams
Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability.
Summer has set in with its usual severity.
~Samuel Taylor Coleridge
People don't notice whether it's winter or summer when they're happy.
A life without love is like a year without summer.
Press close, bare-bosomed Night! Press close, magnetic,nourishing Night!Night of south winds! Night of the large, few stars!Still, nodding Night! Mad, naked, Summer Night!
Being a child at home alone in the summer is a high-risk occupation. If you call your mother at work thirteen times an hour, she can hurt you.
The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco.
~Author unknown, commonly misattributed to Mark Twain
Do what we can, summer will have its flies.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson
Heat, ma'am! it was so dreadful here, that I found there was nothing left for it but to take off my flesh and sit in my bones.
~Sydney Smith, Lady Holland's Memoir
Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass on a summer day listening to the murmur of water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is hardly a waste of time.
No price is set on the lavish summer;June may be had by the poorest comer.
~James Russell Lowell, The Vision of Sir Launfal, 1848
Summer afternoon - summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.
Love is to the heart what the summer is to the farmer's year - it brings to harvest all the loveliest flowers of the soul.
Then followed that beautiful season... Summer....Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscapeLay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood.
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Summer is the time when one sheds one's tensions with one's clothes, and the right kind of day is jeweled balm for the battered spirit. A few of those days and you can become drunk with the belief that all's right with the world.
~Ada Louise Huxtable
This was one of those perfect New England days in late summer where the spirit of autumn takes a first stealing flight, like a spy, through the ripening country-side, and, with feigned sympathy for those who droop with August heat, puts her cool cloak of bracing air about leaf and flower and human shoulders.
~Sarah Orne Jewett
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