Summer Quotes

I love summer and sunny days but there’s a certain magic in rain. There’s a promise of new beginnings and growth that comes with rain.

Lets die. Alone. Like we always do.

I have to admit, I sometimes wonder how much more successful I would have been as a coach had it not been for my spending summers on the golf course.

All my summer memories sparkle in riverbed reflections.

In the journey of the year, the autumn is Venice, spring is Naples, certainly, and the majestic maturity of summer is Rome.

The plant kingdom covers the entire earth, offering our senses great pleasure and the delights of summer.

There was once a great actor named George C. Scott. He was on stage in the Delacourt Theater in Central Park, where they do Shakespeare every summer, and he was playing Shylock in The Merchant of Venice.

I’ve learned, That simple walks with my father around the block on summer nights when I was a child did wonders for me as an adult.

Blessed be the Lord for the beauty of summer and spring, for the air, the water, the verdure, and the song of birds.

I want to tear myself from this place, from this reality, rise up like a cloud and float away, melt into this humid summer night and dissolve somewhere far, over the hills. But I am here, my legs blocks of concrete, my lungs empty of air, my throat burning. There will be no floating away.