Quotes on Cute Summer

People don't notice whether it's winter or summer when they're happy.

What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.

No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.

That familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.

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.

Summer was here again. Summer, summer, summer. I loved and hated summers. Summers had a logic all their own and they always brought something out in me. Summer was supposed to be about freedom and youth and no school and possibilities and adventure and exploration. Summer was a book of hope. That's why I loved and hated summers. Because they made me want to believe.

One must maintain a little bittle of summer, even in the middle of winter.

Green was the silence, wet was the light, the month of June trembled like a butterfly.

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

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.