End of summer Quote by Elizabeth Enright

“She felt vaguely upset and unsettled. She was suddenly tired of outworn dreams. And in the garden the petals of the last red rose…

— L.M. Montgomery

“She breathed deeply, and for full ten minutes stood there, like a watered plant drawing up the food of its vitality. The scent was…

— John Galsworthy

“Each day the sun shone, the birds lingered, though the trees were turning, purely out of habit, and their rose and yellow and rust…

— Elizabeth Enright

“Summer was on the way; Jem and I awaited it with impatience. Summer was our best season: it was sleeping on the back screened…

— Harper Lee

“It was a clear, bright, beautiful day, the air tinged with salt, the climbing roses blooming. The graveyard was filled with sunlight.”

— Alice Hoffman

“when summer was still a word plump and generous and there was actual sunshine and time was impossibly deliciously luxuriously long and the idea…

— Niall Williams

“...but from this distance, the velvety reds, flashing yellows and glassy whites [of the roses] seemed to break up the light of the summer…

— Jane Smiley

“Somehow, what they'd had was already over, and she hadn't even been aware of the end. This happened with roses: it was possible to…

— Alice Hoffman

“The warm afternoon, the garden, the tray of empty glasses on the grass, succeeded in conveying foreboding and dissatisfaction; even the roses seemed to…

— Shirley Hazzard

“And there, with their gables lifting into the sunlight above deep hedgerows beautiful with spring. He saw the cottages of earthly men. Past them…

— Edward John Moreton Drax Plunkett Dunsany