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Quotes about Summer

not sit while the wind went by. Is the literary man to live always or chiefly sitting in a chamber through which nature enters by a window only? What is the use of the summer?
— Henry David Thoreau
Spring is the time of year when it is summer in the sun and winter in the shade.
— Charles Dickens
Through buried paths, where sleepy twilight dreams The summer time away.
— John Keats
I pray that the life of this spring and summer may ever lie fair in my memory.
— Henry David Thoreau
The olive grove of Academe, Plato's retirement, where the Attic bird trills her thick-warbled notes the summer long.
— John Milton
Presently a vagrant poodle dog came idling along, sad at heart, lazy with the summer softness and the quiet, weary of captivity, sighing for change.
— Mark Twain
In due time the shores of Italy were sighted, and as we stood gazing from the decks, early in the bright summer morning, the stately city of Genoa rose up out of the sea and flung back the sunlight from her hundred palaces.
— Mark Twain
One shard of brilliant summer pierced me and remains. By this only unregenerate bone I am not dead, but waiting.
— Audre Lorde
The summer movies are coming out. My advice: just stay home and burn a good book.
— Stephen Colbert
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.
— Billy Graham
But the summer had been a very happy one, too -- a time of glad living with summer suns and skies, a time of keen delight in wholesome things; a time of renewing and deepening of old friendships; a time in which she had learned to live more nobly, to work more patiently, to play more heartily.
— LM Montgomery
she drank in the beauty of the summer dusk, sweet-scented with flower breaths from the garden below and sibilant and rustling from the stir of poplars. The eastern sky above the firs was flushed faintly pink from the reflection of the west, and Anne was wondering dreamily if the spirit of color looked like that
— LM Montgomery