There's all these people involved, and it becomes this huge machine - it stops being just me making my own little songs… — Zachary Cole Smith Copy Share Image
And so we stood there in the kitchen, my mother and I, facing off over everything that had built up since June,… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
It always seemed to me that the herbaceous peony is the very epitome of June. Larger than any rose, it has something… — Vita Sackville-West Copy Share Image
There is not any haunt of prophecy, Nor any old chimera of the grave, Neither the golden underground, nor isle Melodious, where… — Wallace Stevens Copy Share Image
How do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue? Oh, I do think it the… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
“I walked back to the front of the bakery to see a knot of people stalking our display for June. Apricot and… — Judith Fertig Copy Share Image
May and June. Soft syllables, gentle names for the two best months in the garden year: cool, misty mornings gently burned away… — H. Peter Loewer Copy Share Image
I spent three years researching American Rose, research that included connecting with Gypsy's sister, the late actress June Havoc (I was the… — Karen Abbott Copy Share Image
If you go far enough out you can see the Universe itself, all the billion light years summed up time only as… — Rolf Jacobsen Copy Share Image
Take the entire 4.5-billion-year history of the earth and scale it down to a single year, with January 1 being the origin… — Neil Shubin Copy Share Image
Suddenly, in the space of a moment, I realized what it was that I loved about Britain--which is to say, all of… — Bill Bryson Copy Share Image
