Some people plant in the spring and leave in the summer. If you're signed up for a season, see it through. You don't have to stay forever, but at least stay until you see it through.
Like a welcome summer rain, humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the earth, the air and you.
Summer afternoon, summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.
Warm summer sun, shine kindly here.
In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.
Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.
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.
Summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Wander a whole summer if you can. Time will not be taken from the sum of life. Instead of shortening, it will definitely lengthen it and make you truly immortal.
It was a splendid summer morning and it seemed as if nothing could go wrong.
What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Summer is the annual permission slip to be lazy. To do nothing and have it count for something. To lie in the grass and count the stars. To sit on a branch and study the clouds.
A life without love is like a year without spring.
That familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.
Tears of joy are like the summer rain drops pierced by sunbeams.
Love is to the heart what the summer is to the farmer's year. It brings to harvest all the loveliest flowers of the soul.
One must maintain a little bittle of summer, even in the middle of winter.
The sun does not shine for a few trees and flowers, but for the wide world's joy.
If you saw a heat wave, would you wave back?
Do what we can, summer will have its flies.
Summer is the time when one sheds one's tensions with one's clothes, and the right kind of day is jeweled balm for the battered spirit. A few of those days and you can become drunk with the belief that all's right with the world.
The summer night is like a perfection of thought.
Green was the silence, wet was the light, the month of June trembled like a butterfly.
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