Air Quote by Henry Rollins

Summer fades; the first cold, Northern air Sweeps, like hatred, through still days - The August heat now gone elsewhere, To Southern, bird-filled coasts…

— Trevor Howard

the first week of August is motionless, and hot. It is curiously silent, too, with blank white dawns and glaring noons, and sunsets smeared…

— Natalie Babbitt

All those golden autumn days the sky was full of wings. Wings beating low over the blue water of Silver Lake, wings beating high…

— Laura Ingalls Wilder

August is a month when if it is hot weather it is really very hot.

— Gertrude Stein

The summer days blow through fiercely. With the buried feeling that something is going to happen. Over a summer storm, Soon, the season will…

— Anonymous

Breathe the sweetness that hovers in August.

— Denise Levertov

The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a…

— Natalie Babbitt

Summer explodes into Portland. In early June the heat was there but not the color--the green were still pale and tentative, the morning had…

— Lauren Oliver

“The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a…

— Natalie Babbitt

It was a broiling afternoon of mid-August in Brinoe and everybody who was anybody had long ago quit its burning pavements and chilly palaces…

— Louis Bromfield

August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.

— Sylvia Plath

The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a…

— Natalie Babbitt