Autumn is leaving its mellowness behind for its spiky, rotted stage. Don't remember summer even saying goodbye.

Summer is the time for squabbles. In winter, we must protect one another, keep each other warm, share our strengths.

Winter was nothing but a season of snow; spring, allergies; and summer...It was the worst. That was swimsuit season.

There have been times I have thought some dreams should never be dreamt, but I would hate a world where that was true.

The rhythm of a New York summer is passionate and powerful, evoking a rapid calypso, with July being the musical climax.

Life and summer are fleeting,’ sang the bird. ‘Snow and dark, and the winter comes. Nothing remains the same.

The days draw out, the weather gets warmer, and it's what we call summer, with a bitter laugh when we've said it.

If June was the beginning of a hopeful summer, and July the juice middle, August was suddenly feeling like the bitter end.

A tree has leaves like man has hair. Some men go winter in the summer, and other men, like me, like skiing on skin.


Summer ends, and Autumn comes, and he who would have it otherwise would have high tide always and a full moon every night.

Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.

Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth.

A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken.

Behold my Love which traveled by Sudden Days. I wash away my withered cold Hands to a Warm Embrace of You, My Eternal Summer!

Or maybe watching you enjoy a carefree summer while you fell in love was what kept me out of the hospital in the first place.