Late summer Quote by Amy Zhang

“It came with the wind through the silence of the night, a long, deep mutter, then a rising howl, and then the sad moan…

— Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

“Outside, the air filled with cricket noise, as the sun reddened in its descent.”

— R.J. Lawrence

“It was summer again, and the summer nights smelled like murdered grass and sounded like crickets fucking.”

— Lev Grossman

“It was a Saturday, soft and silent, when the Wind spoke for the first time.”

— James Hugh Comey

“The crickets sounded like maybe in the trees. They were pretty loud to be so unsure of themselves.”

— Jarod Kintz

“That night for the first time in my life I realized that it is the physical presence of people and their spirits that gives…

— Ishmael Beah

“The sun had set, and it was twilight, the sky was growing dark, bringing to view the twinkling stars; there was no breeze, but…

— William Somerset Maugham

“The only sounds here were lazy, ponderous, gentle sounds. A bee hung low in the warm afternoon haze, and he watched it unafraid, listened…

— Michael Montoure

“The night is quiet but for the chirping crickets, and dark too, lit only by a few lanterns still shimmering in windows and by…

— Khaled Hosseini And The Mountains Echoed

“The sounds I had heard seemed worthy to mingle with this bright and perfumed atmosphere, and to thrill the beautiful scenery around me.”

— William Cullen Bryant

“Though day, the crickets called in the grass; my mother’s singing rose from the camp. I lifted my arms; I could not help it.…

— M.T. Anderson

“And suddenly everything around me seemed to grow quiet, as if he were the wind that blew and I were just a cloud carried…

— Arthur Golden