Quotes about summer
summer dream spring
We can't possibly have a summer love. So many people have tried that the name's become proverbial. Summer is only the unfulfilled promise of spring, a charlatan in place of the warm balmy nights I dream of in April. It's a sad season of life without growth...It has no day. F. Scott Fitzgerald
summer sunshine tree
And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer. F. Scott Fitzgerald
summer new-york fall
I love New York on summer afternoons when everyone's away. There's something very sensuous about it - overripe, as if all sorts of funny fruits were going to fall into your hands. F. Scott Fitzgerald
summer fur-coats window
Take off that darn fur coat!...Or maybe you'd like to have us open all the windows. F. Scott Fitzgerald
summer great-gatsby-book conviction
That familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer. F. Scott Fitzgerald
summer long retrospect
How ungenerously in later life we disclaim the virtuous moods of our youth, living in retrospect long, summer days of unreflecting dissipation. Evelyn Waugh
summer laughter flower
Oxford, in those days, was still a city of aquatint. In her spacious and quiet streets men walked and spoke as they had done in Newman's day; her autumnal mists, her grey springtime, and the rare glory of her summer days - such as that day - when the chestnut was in flower and the bells rang out high and clear over her gables and cupolas, exhaled the soft airs of centuries of youth. It was this cloistral hush which gave our laughter its resonance, and carried it still, joyously, over the intervening clamour. Evelyn Waugh
summer fruit always-alone
If it could only be like this always – always summer, always alone, the fruit always ripe and Aloysius in a good temper... Evelyn Waugh
summer fall boys
Summer is a discouraging time to work - you don't feel death coming on the way it does in the fall when the boys really put pen to paper. Ernest Hemingway
summer fall rocks
The summer of 1830 I... blasted the tunnel through the rock to take water from the dam above the falls for the mill... In 1831 we lowered the tunnel four feet, and built a new dam across the creek. Ezra Cornell
summer mother hurt
Being a child at home alone in the summer is a high-risk occupation. If you call your mother at work thirteen times an hour, she can hurt you. Erma Bombeck
summer height watches
'Summer Heights High' is one of my favourite shows of all time. I'm obsessed. I re-watch it all the time. Erin Heatherton
summer addiction bali
I have a bit of a traveling addiction, and, ah, yeah. I went to, ah, Bali this summer. Fisher Stevens
summer july meds
Sumer is icumen in, Lhude sing cucc. Groweth sed, and bloweth med, And springth the wude nu, Sing cuccu! Ezra Pound
summer winter phones
I moved recently and I moved my cable and Internet and phone service which was all provided by Time Warner Cable. And you know, I made a plan with them where they'd come sometime between summer solstice and winter solstice and I would wait. Eugene Mirman
summer fog years
Sometimes the valley below is like a bowl filled up with fog. I can see hard green figs on two trees and pears on a tree just below me. A fine crop coming in. May summer last a hundred years. Frances Mayes
summer years may
May summer last a hundred years. Frances Mayes
summer pigs grandparent
My parents moved to Los Angeles when I was really young, but I spent every summer with my grandparents, and I'd stay with my grandfather on the farm in Longview. He was retired from the railroad, and he had a small farm with some cows and some pigs. I remember part of my youth was feeding hogs and plowing fields and stuff, so that's a part of me. Forest Whitaker
summer winter persons
Generally speaking, the poorer person summers where he winters. Fran Lebowitz
summer june gossip
For summer there, bear in mind, is a loitering gossip, that only begins to talk of leaving when September rises to go. George Washington Cable
summer marijuana purpose
What was done with the seed saved from the India Hemp last summer? It ought, all of it, to have been sewn again; that not only a stock of seed sufficient for my own purposes might have been raised, but to have disseminated the seed to others; as it is more valuable than the common Hemp. George Washington
summer nature fate
Everything in nature is lyrical in its ideal essence, tragic in its fate, and comic in its existence. George Santayana
summer father thinking
My father couldn't speak English when he went to the first grade and I had to work in a factory over Christmas and summer vacations. And I think that's the American way and one of the things that excites me about this race is that pretty much everything I've done I've started at the bottom and been able to finish at the top. George Pataki
summer song dad
I hope it really comes off. It would make my dad really proud." (about the song for the coming 2004 Summer Olympic Games in Athens, Greece) George Michael
summer children fun
Village cricket spread fast through the land. In those days before it became scientific, cricket was the best game in the world to watch, with its rapid sequence of amusing incidents, each ball a potential crisis! Squire, farmer, blacksmith and labourer with their women and children came to see the fun, were at ease together and happy all the summer afternoon. If the French noblesse had been capable of playing cricket with their peasants, their chateaux would never have been burnt. G. M. Trevelyan
summer fall winter
In summer, intolerable closeness; in winter, unendurable cold. All the floors were rotten. Filth on the floors an inch thick; one could slip and fall... Fyodor Dostoevsky
summer jobs new-york
I took part in a theatre festival in Massachusetts two summers after I graduated from college. Then I was in Los Angeles thinking: "I'm going to go to New York." I'd decided that I would not have a chance of a film career, so I was about to make the move. I bought a plane ticket and found a place to live in New York, packed my bags and of course the universe "told me" that I was not meant to go. Suddenly, a week before I was supposed to leave, I had three job offers and one of them was my first movie. Chris Pine
summer horse steps
I only won $250 all summer. And then I got crippled. I had a horse step on me while performing and it was messed up for a while. Chris LeDoux
summer ideas height
I was sure 'Summer Heights High' would be a cult ABC thing; I had no idea it would be such a big hit. Chris Lilley
summer writing height
To be honest, after all the crap that happened with 'Summer Heights High,' I was like, 'I'm not going to write anything controversial or edgy ever again; I just can't handle the blame.' Chris Lilley
summer flower eye
taking her hand he led her out into a broad stretch of hard sandy soil that the moon flooded with great splendor. They floated out like drifting moths under the rich hazy light, and as the fantastic symphony wept and exulted and wavered and despaired, Ardita's last sense of reality dropped away, and she abandonded her imagination to the dreamy summer scents of tropial flowers and the infinite starry spaces overhead, feeling that if she opened her eyes it would be to find herself dancing with a ghost in a land created by her own fantasy. F. Scott Fitzgerald
summer dream morning
He found himself remembering how on one summer morning they two had started from New York in search of happiness. They had never expected to find it, perhaps, yet in itself that quest had been happier than anything he expected forevermore. Life, it seemed, must be a setting up of props around one - otherwise it was disaster. There was no rest, no quiet. He had been futile in longing to drift and dream, no one drifted except to maelstroms, no one dreamed, without his dreams becoming fantastic nightmares of indecision and regret. F. Scott Fitzgerald
summer dream past
The past--the wild charge at the head of his men up San Juan Hill; the first years of his marriage when he worked late into the summer dusk down in the busy city for young Hildegarde whom he loved; the days before that when he sat smoking far into the night in the gloomy old Button house on Monroe Street with his grandfather-all these had faded like unsubstantial dreams from his mind as though they had never been. He did not remember. F. Scott Fitzgerald