[On Venice:] Every hour of the day is a miracle of light. In summer with daybreak the rising sun produces such a… — Peggy Guggenheim Copy Share Image
Daughter of Eve from the far land of Spare Oom where eternal summer reigns around the bright city of War Drobe, how… — C. S. Lewis Copy Share Image
He put one hand lightly on the back of her neck and simultaneously she placed one hand lightly on his hip, and… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
“He smelled cold water and cold intrepid green. Those early flowers smelled like cold water. Their fragrence was not the still perfume… — Paul Harding Copy Share Image
In the classics section, she had picked up a copy of The Magic Mountain and recalled the summer between her junior and… — Elizabeth Berg 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
Do you know what I think Mayflowers are, Marilla? I think they must be the souls of the flowers that died last… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
In the summer you want fresh, light and sort of quick things; in winter you want things that are comforting, so your… — Ina Garten Copy Share Image
Summer makes me drowsy. Autumn makes me sing. Winters pretty lousy, but I hate Spring. — Reina Copy Share Image
“I am part of your summers,” Alex says. “I’m part of this world, out here, in the middle of nowhere, with the… — Matthew J. Metzger Copy Share Image
“Just as teardrops, when they are large and round and compassionate, can leave a long strand washed clean of discord, the summer… — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
“Summer on the farm was glorious. Peter spent as much time out of doors as possible, and he had many playmates, since… — Christopher Daniel Mechling Copy Share Image
He was a worshiper of liberty, a friend of the oppressed. A thousand times I have heard him quote these words: 'For… — Robert Green Ingersoll Copy Share Image
“The days were longer then (for time, like money, is measured by our needs), when summer afternoons were spacious, and the clock… — George Eliot Middlemarch Copy Share Image
As the season goes on, you figure out what plays you get or what spots you're in on the floor or what… — O. G. Anunoby Copy Share Image
Goodbye text books, hello texting. Goodbye class rooms, hello beach. Goodbye sneakers, hello flip flops. Goodbye school, hello summer 2012. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Frightened of my futureless life, scared by my foolish anxieties, unable to see ahead and aiming nowhere, I continued ceaselessly living my… — Tatsuhiko Takimoto Copy Share Image
In winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer quite the other way I have to go… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
My father had his own business, a clothing store, which he inherited from his father. He travelled abroad frequently and was quite… — Britt Ekland Copy Share Image
But even more so, it reminded me that this was all really happening. Stanford. The end of the summer. The beginning of… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
And when my body shall cease, my soul will still be yours, Claire? I swear by my hope of heaven, I will… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
But especially he loved to run in the dim twilight of the summer midnights, listening to the subdued and sleepy murmurs of… — Jack London 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
Another month, Another year, Another smile, Another tear, Another Summer, Winter too, But there will never ever be another YOU! — Abhishek Tiwari Copy Share Image
Humor is laughing at what you haven't got when you ought to have it ... what you wish in your secret heart… — Langston Hughes Copy Share Image
“Then summer came. A summer limp with the weight of blossomed things. Heavy sunflowers weeping over fences; iris curling and browning at… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
Relief washed over me like that first air-conditioned breeze on a hot summer day. — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
Rubbing meat or vegetables with sweet and savoury spices before roasting or sizzling on a grill is what summer nights are all… — Rachel Khoo Copy Share Image
When I was a kid growing up in Kentucky, on lucky summer nights, my cousin would pick me up in his Chevy… — Chris Frantz Copy Share Image
Just tell me, Percy, do you still have the birthday gift I gave you last summer?" I nodded and pulled out my… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
My life is like the summer rose That opens to the morning sky, But ere the shades of evening close Is scattered… — Richard Henry Wilde Copy Share Image