Top Ten Tuesday: Quotes About Summer

Top Ten Tuesday is a weekly bookish meme created by The Broke and the Bookish blog, and now hosted at That Artsy Reader Girl.

This week, I’m going off topic to share some Quotes About Summer

(You can see the series I want to read here)

 

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“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.”

― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

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“Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.”
― Henry James, An International Episode

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“Summer was our best season: it was sleeping on the back screened porch in cots, or trying to sleep in the treehouse; summer was everything good to eat; it was a thousand colors in a parched landscape; but most of all, summer was Dill.”

-Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird

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“Green was the silence, wet was the light,
the month of June trembled like a butterfly.”
― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

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“I love England in a heat wave. It’s a different country. All the rules change.”

– Ian McEwan, Atonement

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“And the heat was a medium which made this change of out-look possible. As a liberating power with its own laws it was outside my experience. In the heat, the commonest objects changed their nature. Walls, trees, the very ground one trod on, instead of being cool were warm to the touch: and the sense of touch is the most transfiguring of all the senses. Many things to eat and drink, which one had enjoyed because they were hot, one now shunned for the same reason. Unless restrained by ice, the butter melted. Besides altering or intensifying all smells the heat had a smell of its own – a garden smell, I called it to myself, compounded of the scents of many flowers, and odours loosened from the earth, but with something peculiar to itself which defied analysis. Sounds were fewer and seemed to come from far away, as if Nature grudged the effort. In the heat the senses, the mind, the heart, the body, all told a different tale. One felt another person, one was another person.”
― L.P. Hartley, The Go-Between

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“It was a queer sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the Rosenbergs, and I didn’t know what I was doing in New York.”

-Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

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“Overhead hung a summer sky furrowed with the rush of rockets; and from the east a late moon, pushing up beyond the lofty bend of the coast, sent across the bay a shaft of brightness which paled to ashes in the red glitter of the illuminated boats.”

-Edith Wharton, House of Mirth

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“Why is summer mist romantic and autumn mist just sad?”
― Dodie Smith, I Capture the Castle

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“The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. The weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring, and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn, but the first week of August is motionless, and hot. It is curiously silent, too, with blank white dawns and glaring noons, and sunsets smeared with too much color.”

– Natalie Babbitt, Tuck Everlasting

 

Do you have a favorite literary quote about summer?

10 thoughts on “Top Ten Tuesday: Quotes About Summer

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  1. “All in all, it was a never-to-be-forgotten summer — one of those summers which come seldom into any life, but leave a rich heritage of beautiful memories in their going — one of those summers which, in a fortunate combination of delightful weather, delightful friends and delightful doing, come as near to perfection as anything can come in this world.” — L.M. Montgomery, Anne’s House of Dreams 🙂

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  2. Some beautiful quotes here. My favorites are I Capture the Castle, Tuck Everlasting, and To Kill a Mockingbird.
    As for other favorites, I’ve always liked this line from Sylvia Plath: “August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.”

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