#Summer

"I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain."

"There are only four times a year I love you: summer, fall, winter, and spring. I'll love you until the sun stops shining, until the clouds dissipate, when Mount Everest no longer has snow, and the flowers stop blooming.-Jarod Kintz and Karen Quan"

"I fall in love with you four times a year: winter, spring, summer, and fall. The leaves may change, but how I feel about you does not."

"Coffee can’t melt in the summer heat, and that’s what I like about liquid soap. Wake and Clean is my new product that combines both into one exciting new drink."

"Really, nobody was there?” I asked.“Well, nobody important,” he said, putting his glasses back on and blinking."

"Tears of joy are like the summer rain drops pierced by sunbeams."

"I know I am but summer to your heart, and not the full four seasons of the year."

"I think with the success of, like, every summer there has been a couple R-rated comedies that have done so well; I think it is so nice to see that people are turning out to see these movies, and it doesn't seem to be as big a stigma with the studios anymore."

"I remember being surrounded by the heaven-sent scent of July pine in the Rockies, as you and I laughed and danced like the snow would never come. Now, as the snow covers everything, just like I in these sheets, I close my eyes, preparing myself to see you again, my summer queen.-Jarod Kintz and Tanzy Sayadi"

"Let us dance in the sun, wearing wild flowers in our hair..."

"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."

"Summertime. It was a song. It was a season. I wondered if that season would ever live inside of me."

"One swallow does not make a summer,neither does one fine day; similarly one day or brief time of happiness does not make a person entirely happy."

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

"Should I have a doughnut or my disgusting cardboard?” asked Gwynn, as she drew up languidly before me at a study table in a bookstore on State Street, raising a puffed rice cake in the air. My eyes narrowed attentively at her face, but as I hesitated, she announced eagerly, “Disgusting cardboard it is!"

"In this storyI am the poetYou're the poetry."

"You know, sometimes I think this is just not it,” he said, his glasses flashing from the early night’s light. He turned toward me in a thoughtful pause.“You know what I mean, Tom?” he asked. “It’s just not."

"Like a welcome summer rain, humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the earth, the air and you."

"I could taste the salt on her lips, each kiss like a summer wave breaking on an empty beach."

"The summer temperature outside was 45 degrees, so I turned 45 degrees and went right back inside. It was so cold outside because that’s where all her love for me was."