In the depths of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer. — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing and mojito in your hand. — Bar Refaeli Copy Share Image
“Abby could smell his hot breath in her face. It reeked like dead apples left to rot in the scorching summer sun.” — Greever Williams Copy Share Image
“God help us both if this is summer. The sun shines all day and all night but it has no warmth, no… — Simon Armitage Copy Share Image
A tale begun in other days, When summer suns were glowing - A simple chime, that served to time The rhythm of… — Lewis Carroll Copy Share Image
Warm summer sun, shine kindly here. Warm southern wind, blow softly here. Green sod above, lie light, lie light. Good night, dear… — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
Play ball! Means something more than runs Or pitches thudding into gloves! Remember through the summer suns This is the game your… — Grantland Rice Copy Share Image
“Even though summers were mostly made of sun and heat, summers for me were about the storms that came and went. And… — Benjamin Alire Sáenz Copy Share Image
Maddie took the top of her egg off. The hot bright yolk was like summer sun breaking through cloud. The first daffodil… — Elizabeth Wein Copy Share Image
Any one thinking of the Holy Child as born in December would mean by it exactly what we mean by it; that… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“There was nothing very cheerful about the cold, and yet there was an air of cheerfulness that the cleverest summer air and… — David Levithan Copy Share Image
“Lookin' at ye is like baskin' in the summer sun after a long, cold winter. 'Tis like seein' home after a battle… — Paula Quinn Copy Share Image
“...but from this distance, the velvety reds, flashing yellows and glassy whites [of the roses] seemed to break up the light of… — Jane Smiley Copy Share Image
“I’d hate you to lose it before you got your tongue, fingers, and cock inside of me.” “Tate…” Logan said, looking over… — Ella Frank Copy Share Image
“DeLois lived up the block on 142nd Street and never had her hair done, and all the neighbourhood women sucked their teeth… — Audre Lorde Copy Share Image
Unlike the fast-paced world of racing, there is nothing rushed about growing grapes. They take their time lazily basking in the summer… — Scott Pruett Copy Share Image
Spring flew swiftly by, and summer came; and if the village had been beautiful at first, it was now in the full… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Word to my mama, Im out of my lima bean, Dont wanna see what that drama mean, get some Dramamine, Llama scream,… — Cory Gunz Copy Share Image
When the long, varnished buds of beech Point out beyond their reach, And tanned by summer suns Leaves of bright bryony turn… — Andrew Young Copy Share Image
I think if we all gardened more, they and all of the other birds that fly in the air above and light… — Vigen Guroian Copy Share Image
“She has touched me. My hatred for her has gone the way of the wind. She saved my life.” He quickly related… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
The river itself portrays humanity precisely, with its tortuous windings, its accumulation of driftwood, its unsuspected depths, and its crystalline shallows, singing… — Myrtle Reed Copy Share Image
“For two full days we picked green beans out in the field, under the molten rays of the summer sun, rows and… — Richard Horan Copy Share Image
“Warm summer sun, shine friendly here Warm western wind, blow kindly here; Green sod above, rest light, rest light, Good-night, Annette! Sweetheart,… — robert richardson Copy Share Image
“She sauntered in the August rain With an endless rhythm of pain, With a desire to run To reach his arms that… — Natasha Jain Copy Share Image
“The summer sun bowing out threw slashes of colour between the buildings. London looked big, empty, and lonely. She stood in the… — Sara Pascoe Copy Share Image
To him, who still would gaze upon the glory of the summer sun, there comes, when that sun will from him part,… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
“Then a wayward glance from a lass, a moment of red, bursting fury from a stranger, a blow given and a blow… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“To wish for the happiest days is to wish for a season of sorrow; for it is only after prolonged, wintry darkness… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“We owned a garden on a hill, We planted rose and daffodil, Flowers that English poets sing, And hoped for glory in… — Vita Sackville-West Copy Share Image
“Why is it that good times aren't permitted to last? Especially when we have put in so much time and effort, as… — Leslie W.P. Garland Copy Share Image
This was one of those perfect New England days in late summer where the spirit of autumn takes a first stealing flight,… — Sarah Orne Jewett Copy Share Image
Kunlun Mountain Over the earth the greenblue monster Kunlun who has seen all spring color and passion of men. Three million dragons… — Mao Zedong Copy Share Image
“Farewell Warsaw, the city of joy and anguish, we shall never return! You stood uncaring when we cried to you for help… — Matthew A. Rozell Copy Share Image
“Then think of this as an adventure." I kissed hi cheek. "So which flower should I be?" He curled me close to… — Lisa Mangum Copy Share Image