Shall I compare thee to a summer day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate... When in eternal lines to time thou… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My mother, who hates thunderstorms, Holds up each summer day and shakes It out suspiciously, lest swarms Of grape-dark clouds are lurking… — Philip Larkin Copy Share Image
“And though the shadow of a sigh May tremble through the story, For "happy summer days" gone by, And vanish'd summer glory--… — Lewis Carroll Copy Share Image
Lastly, she pictured to herself how this same little sister of hers would, in the after-time, be herself a grown woman; and… — Lewis Carroll Copy Share Image
Final goodbyes these are the days we ran wild and free. We made the most of everything. We each had plans to… — She's_gone 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
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
“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
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
“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
“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
I almost wish we were butterflies and lived but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with… — Unkonwn 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
Life has puffed and blown itself into a summer day, and clouds and spring billow over the heavens as if calendars were… — Zelda Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“July had come, and haying begun; the little gardens were doing finely and the long summer days were full of pleasant hours.… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
“I would give up all the summers of eternity for you. I love you. Forever and my summer days, I'll love you.” — Shana Abe Copy Share Image
“For if in careless summer days In groves of Ashtaroth we whored, Repentant now, when winds blow cold, We kneel before our… — George Orwell 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
“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
Can't wait to have warm summer nights, hot summer days, feet in the sand, tanning, parties, fun, new memories, new people. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The summer day was spoiled with fitful storm; At night the wind died and the soft rain dropped; With lulling murmur, and… — Celia Thaxter 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
“Free! Body and soul free!" she kept whispering. Josephine was kneeling before the closed door with her lips to the keyhole, imploring… — Kate Chopin 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
