Barefoot Quote by James Salter

“It was rainy, trees leafing out, spring deepening into summer; and the forlorn cry of horns on the street, the dank smell of the…

— Donna Tartt

“the sun was up so high when i waked, that i judged it was after eight o’clock. i laid there in the grass and…

— Mark Twain

“Some mornings I walked out into the courtyard and every living thing there, the seagulls and wagtails, the small trees, and even the stray…

— Nelson Mandela

“Through the open curtains, the sunbeams danced in the crisp morning air, little grains of dust as their partners. But the world had been…

— Konstantina P

“The last dying days of summer, fall coming on fast. A cold night, the first of the season, a change from the usual bland…

— Poppy Z. Brite

“The sky was just beginning to light up a little, the quiet time when all the air is clean and you can hear birds,…

— Mark Harris

“Sometimes, on days when the weather was beyond redemption, mere residence in the house, situated in the midst of a steady and continuous rain,…

— Marcel Proust

“Life and summer are fleeting,’ sang the bird. ‘Snow and dark, and the winter comes. Nothing remains the same.”

— Elyne Mitchell

“It was dark, and there was light. Flashing, burning. There was warmth, and there was ice. Melting, oozing. I was flying, but I had…

— Carian Cole

“The rain had ripened all the country around and the roadside grass was luminous and green from the run-off and flowers were in bloom…

— Cormac McCarthy

“I went outside mournful, and I hit pure air. The air was full of birdsong. I went outside expecting rain but it was sunny,…

— Ali Smith

“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