SUMMER QUOTES V

quotations about summer

The summer sun was not meant for boys like me. Boys like me belonged to the rain.

BENJAMIN ALIRE SAENZ

Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe


All along the summer wheat
Swaying, supple-limbed and slender
Ripples trip and breezes greet
Tips of ears with kisses tender.

Sweetest Summer never grew
Wheat as supple as thy body,
Would I were a breeze, and you
Summer wheat, my sinuous Maudie.

J. A. HEWITT

"Maudie", Summer Songs and Other Poems


No more pencils
No more books
No more teacher's dirty looks

Well we got no class
And we got no principles
And we got no innocence
We can't even think of a word that rhymes

School's out for summer
School's out forever
School's been blown to pieces

ALICE COOPER

"School's Out"


Research revealed most of us start the summer with good intentions, with three quarters aiming to make the very most of it. But the average person will enjoy just half of the activities they'd hoped to do over the summer months, with work, weather and lack of money among the most common obstacles. And that will mean two thirds look back on the summer with regret -- wishing they'd done lots more.

JACK PEAT

"Here's to a complete let down of a summer", The London Economic, July 7, 2017


Summer is the season in which the Creator pours forth the treasures of His blessing in the greatest abundance.

CHRISTOPH CHRISTIAN STURM

attributed, Day's Collacon


A man says a lot of things in summer he doesn't mean in winter.

PATRICIA BRIGGS

Dragon Blood

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Surely 't is better, when summer is over
To die when all fair things are fading away.

THOMAS HAYNES BAYLY

I'd Be a Butterfly

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If it could only be like this always -- always summer, always alone, the fruit always ripe.

EVELYN WAUGH

Brideshead Revisited


It was summer time,
And summer laid its glory on the sea
And lit the gorgeous shores that hemmed us up
And locked us in enchantment.

J. A. HEWITT

"Zilla", Summer Songs and Other Poems


The Summer-time will come again
To kiss the brow of dying Spring,
And, with the south wind's low refrain,
A choral requiem will she sing.

HENRY ABBEY

"Leah"

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