Because we would not wear any clothes because it was so hot and the windows open and the swallows flying over the… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“I could feel the warmth of the dog through my nightgown; I must have gotten hot during the night and thrown off… — Charlaine Harris Copy Share Image
Your stare was holdin', ripped jeans, skin was showin.' Hot night, wind was blowin.' Where you think you're going, baby? — Carly Rae Jepsen Copy Share Image
The last thing you want to do is play a long gig on a hot night, pass out, and wind up in… — Bun E. Carlos Copy Share Image
The whitest white dipped in clinging dirt. Another summer has thrown its corpse on my floor. The streets have given birth to… — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
