August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.
In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.
The summer night is like a perfection of thought.
It is easy to forget now, how effervescent and free we all felt that summer.
Summer, after all, is a time when wonderful things can happen to quiet people.
Everything good, everything magical happens between the months of June and August.
A life without love is like a year without summer.
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Summertime is always the best of what might be.
Summer means happy times and good sunshine. It means going to the beach, going to Disneyland, having fun.
Summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.
Summer has filled her veins with light and her heart is washed with noon.
Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability.
I could never in a hundred summers get tired of this.
One must maintain a little bit of summer, even in the middle of winter.