“The purple violets and marigolds Shall as a carpet hang upon thy grave While summer days doth last. Ay me, poor maid,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
You can't ascribe great cosmic significance to a simple earthly event. Coincidence, that's all anything ever is, nothing more than coincidence... — Scott Neustadter Copy Share Image
“The Steadfast Love of the Lord is not Seasonal; His Mercies do not have winter or summer days... They are new every… — Israelmore Ayivor Copy Share Image
“It was one of those late summer days trying its best to convince everyone that winter would never seep through and ravage… — A.J. Waines Copy Share Image
Chiefs who no more in bloody fights engage, But wise through time, and narrative with age, In summer-days like grasshoppers rejoice -… — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
The summer day is closed, the sun is set: Well they have done their office, those bright hours, The latest of whose… — Bear Bryant Copy Share Image
O summer day beside the joyous sea! O summer day so wonderful and white, So full of gladness and so full of… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
“Spring days, and summer days, and all sorts of days that would be her own. She breathed a quick prayer that life… — Kate Chopin Copy Share Image
We will enjoy ourselves with the forms that are given us: a human face, a hand, the breast of a woman or… — Max Beckmann Copy Share Image
“A day out of season, stopping the monotonous count of summer days. Stopping, too, one's own summer routine, so that, looking out… — Anne Morrow Lindbergh Copy Share Image
My son called to me that God was inside his red fire engine. He wanted to show me. I did move as… — Deborah Keenan Copy Share Image
“The books—the generous friends who met me without suspicion—the merciful masters who never used me ill! The only years of my life… — Wilkie Collins Copy Share Image
Old age likes to dwell in the recollections of the past, and, mistaking, the speedy march of years, often is inclined to… — Lajos Kossuth Copy Share Image
“It was one of those sweltering summer days in which the air itself seems to decline as a haze suffocates the outside… — Moonshine Noire Copy Share Image
“Leaves I twist between my fingers, closing my eyes as thoughts drift. Into the momentous winds of time, the red-orange will soon… — Susan L. Marshall Copy Share Image
“But... it's a nice day today, the birds is singing, there's stuff like... kittens and stuff, and the sun is shining off… — Terry Pratchett Copy Share Image
“Feral beauty tangled up and over every surface. Enormous vines and flourishing blooms swathed the area creating a shadowy, organic cathedral. A… — Jacqueline Patricks Copy Share Image
Life is about those summer days and the sand between your toes and the smiles on your face. It's about comfy couches,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“If it is true that a picture paints a thousand words, then there was a Roman centurion who got a dictionary full.… — Max Lucado Copy Share Image
“Sharply the menacing wind sweeps over The bending poplars, newly bare, And the dark ribbons of the chimneys Veer downward; flicked by… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
It was anyway all a long time ago; the world, we know now, is as it is and not different; if there… — John Crowley Copy Share Image
Oh the Broom, the yellow Broom, The ancient poet sung it, And dear it is on summer days To lie at rest… — Mary Howitt Copy Share Image
You know what I like about summer days? They're just made for doing things... even if it's nothing. Especially if it's nothing. — Bill Watterson Copy Share Image
“God's acre was her garden-spot, she said; She sat there often, of the Summer days, Little and slim and sweet, among the… — Dorothy Parker Copy Share Image
Is childhood ever long enough, or a happy time, or even a beautiful summer day? All of these carry the seeds of… — Eugene Kennedy Copy Share Image
Gardeners in regions with very long summer days have a great opportunity, and should use more of the cool colors that literally… — Janet Macunovich Copy Share Image
Kissing Simon was pleasant. It was a gentle sort of pleasant, like lying in a hammock on a summer day with a… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with… — John Keats Copy Share Image
Oh, yesterday, that one, we all cry out. Oh, that one! How rich and possible everything was! How ripe, ready, lavish, and… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
“If customers are concerned about their consumption, they can sign up for the company's thermostat control program, which allows the utility to… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“We'll talk of sunshine and of song, And summer days, when we were young; Sweet childish days, that were as long As… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
A kestrel can and does hover in the dead calm of summer days, when there is not the faintest breath of wind.… — Richard Jefferies Copy Share Image
January cold and desolate; February dripping wet; March wind ranges; April changes; Birds sing in tune To flowers of May, And sunny… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
“She felt excited for no particular reason, in anticipation of exactly what she wasn't sure. It was sort of like everything -… — Christi Phillips Copy Share Image
“I loved how the sun and salt spray perfused my skin, filling me with the memory of light. God surely meant for… — Shaun David Hutchinson Copy Share Image
I think of no news to tell you. It is a serene summer day here, all above the snow. The hens steal… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
![“Leaves I twist between my fingers, closing my eyes as thoughts drift. Into the momentous winds of time, the red-orange will soon afloat. For Autumn hues are unravelling through the waning summer days. ‘Tis the season of yearning passion and lyric to my heart and mind. [Ever Changing Rhythms of Life]” quote by Susan L. Marshall](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/cb2/susan-l-marshall-26831_autumn_leaves-i-twist-between-my-fingers-closin_1624289.jpg)
