14 Summer Quotes That Are as Beautiful as the Season

14 Summer Quotes That Are as Beautiful as the Season

 We've listed down popular summer quotes from equally popular literary works that will make you wish it’s summer all year-round.


    1. “It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.”
      – Maud Hart Lovelace, Betsy-Tacy, and Tib
    2. “Everything good, everything magical happens between the months of June and August.”
      – Jenny Han, The Summer I Turned Pretty
    3. “August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.”
      Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
    4. “In early June the world of leaf and blade and flowers explodes, and every sunset is different."
      - John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent
    5. “Life, now, was unfolding before me, constantly and visibly, like the flowers of summer that drop fanlike petals on eternal soil.”
      – Roman Payne, Rooftop Soliloquy

    6. “Green was the silence, wet was the light, the month of June trembled like a butterfly.”
      ―Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
    7. “Summertime is always the best of what might be.”
      – Charles Bowden, author
    8. “I wonder what it would be to live in a world where it was always June.”
      – L.M Montgomery, Anne of the Island
    9. “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
    10. “I know I am but summer to your heart, And not the full four seasons of the year.”
      - Edna St. Vincent Millay, Sonnet XXVII

    11. “Why is summer mist romantic and autumn mist just sad?”
      -Dodie Smith, I Capture the Castle
    12. “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
    13.  “Let us dance in the sun, wearing wild flowers in our hair…” ― Susan Polis Schutz, poet
    14. “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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