All labours draw hame at even, And can to others say, "Thanks to the gracious God of heaven, Whilk sent this summer… — Alexander Hume Copy Share Image
I thought she loves, I thought she cares, But she came to say goodbye And passed like summer days. — AJ Copy Share Image
“Inebriate of Air — am I — And Debauchee of Dew — Reeling — thro endless summer days — From Inns of Molten Blue —” — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Relief washed over me like that first air-conditioned breeze on a hot summer day. — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
In late [Bob] Dylan, music is the key to immortality, even though the summer days are long gone. — Jay Michaelson Copy Share Image
O beautiful, awful summer day, what hast thou given, what taken away? — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Spending warm Summer days indoors, writing frightening verse to a buck-toothed girl in Luxembourg. — The Smiths Copy Share Image
Peacefully The quiet stars came out, one after one; The holy twilight fell upon the sea, The summer day was done. — Celia Thaxter Copy Share Image
“And though the shadow of a sigh May tremble through the story, For "happy summer days" gone by, And vanish'd summer glory--… — Lewis Carroll Copy Share Image
“The rain falls endlessly, and even on the hottest of summer days, blooming white cumulus clouds float above, their shadows reminding you… — Gayle Forman Copy Share Image
The fundamental truth: a baseball game is nothing but a great slow contraption for getting you to pay attention to the cadence… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
The summer days blow through fiercely. With the buried feeling that something is going to happen. Over a summer storm, Soon, the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I came where the river Ran over stones; My ears knew An early joy. And all the waters Of all the streams… — Theodore Roethke Copy Share Image
In the summer, the days were long, stretching into each other. Out of school, everything was on pause and yet happening at… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
Violent crime is a solved problem - all they have to do is repeal the laws that keep those intelligent, capable, and… — L. Neil Smith Copy Share Image
I almost wish we were butterflies and lived but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with… — Unkonwn Copy Share Image
Many a forenoon have I stolen away, preferring to spend thus the most valued part of the day; for I was rich,… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
My untidy habits drive me to follow the slash-and-burn principle. Work on a virgin table until the mess becomes unbearable, then move… — Richard Dawkins Copy Share Image
“There is an uncommonly harsh beauty to the Tibetan landscape. Its nakedness makes it seem incapable of deception, but under its calm… — Tsering Wangmo Dhompa Copy Share Image
One summer day, while I was walking along the country road on the farm where I was born, a section of the… — John Burroughs Copy Share Image
They held hands and knew that only the coffin would lie in the earth; the bubbly laughter and the press of fingers… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“Hitler spends more time at the Wolf’s Lair than in Berlin—some eight hundred days in the last three years alone. The Führer… — Bill O'Reilly Copy Share Image
There has been a ton of excellent music in this period (along with a few misses), evoking scenes like a bar-room brawl… — Jay Michaelson Copy Share Image
“Sometimes in the evening on Summer days, Even when there’s not a breeze at all, it seems Like there’s a light breeze… — Alberto Caeiro Copy Share Image
“So, are you going to the lake today?” Jay asked, finally falling into step beside Violet as their pace slowed. They headed… — Kimberly Derting Copy Share Image
Oxford, in those days, was still a city of aquatint. In her spacious and quiet streets men walked and spoke as they… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
“I have spent many an hour, when I was younger, floating over its surface as the zephyr willed, having paddled my boat… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
“Free! Body and soul free!" she kept whispering. Josephine was kneeling before the closed door with her lips to the keyhole, imploring… — Kate Chopin Copy Share Image
She had taken to wondering lately, during these swift-counted years, what had been done with all those wasted summer days; how could… — Shirley Jackson Copy Share Image
“Of course, now I am too old to be much of a fisherman, and now of course I usually fish the big… — Norman Maclean Copy Share Image
“the battered woman--for she wore a skirt--with her right hand exposed, her left clutching at her side, stood singing of love--love which… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“This is an ode to all of those that have never asked for one. A thank you in words to all of… — Tyler Knott Gregson Copy Share Image
I don't know exactly what a prayer is. I do know how to pay attention. — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image