End Of The Summer Quotes

#1. By the end of the summer of 1973 I thought it was virtually impossible for South Vietnam to survive. How in the heck could they?

William Westmoreland

#2. You choose the end of the summer to fall in love with this guy
because secretly, you don't want it to last.

Candace Bushnell

#3. But even more so, it reminded me that this was all really happening. Stanford. The end of the summer. The beginning of my real life. It was no longer just creeping up, peeking over the horizon, but instead lingering in plain sight.

Sarah Dessen

#4. I knew Mohamed Atta had something to do in this operation. I knew definitely that the White House and World Trade Centre would be hit. I knew it would happen after August. I was told it would happen at the end of the summer.

Zacarias Moussaoui

#5. It's the end of the summer. It's the end of it all. Those days are gone, it's over now, we're moving on.

Theory Of A Deadman

#6. End of the Summer
It was end of the summer
And my heart was broken
but i was smiling, laughing, making jokes
Like there was nothing bleeding inside
As always.

Arzum Uzun

#7. It is so still and transcendent, the cypress trees poise like flames of forgotten darkness, that should have been blown out at the end of the summer. For as we have candles to light the darkness of night, so the cypresses are candles to keep the darkness aflame in the full sunshine.

D.H. Lawrence

#8. This is the river of the great 19th-century landscapists; of Cole, Cropsey and Church, and at the end of the summer it lies motionless under the haze as under a light coat of varnish.

Judith Thurman

#9. When I was 16, I had a job on the cleaning crew at a local hospital. I wore a pink uniform and cleaned bathrooms and buffed the hallway linoleum. Oddly, I don't recall hating the job. I recall getting choked up at the end of the summer when I went to turn in my uniform and say goodbye to the ladies.

Mary Roach

#10. Once you get over the culture shock, Filey is a pleasant spot, particularly at the beginning or end of the summer, when the hotels are half full. The brave go in winter, when the wind can be bitter and biting and Filey resumes its real life as a tiny, introverted fishing community.

David Hewson

#11. Other flowers came at the end of the summer, but by then the winter sadness had already dissipated, and the effect of the blooms was not the same.

Jessica Stern

#12. We started out as five people whose lives just happened to cross paths. By the end of the summer we were family

J.C. Lucas

#13. I started out in pre-law. I was going to go to law school. And I saw a production of 'Tally's Folly' that spring term. I took a theater class that term and auditioned for 'Harvey' at the end of the summer, and I was in a play every semester after that.

Kevin Rahm

#14. At the end of the summer the sea always seems to be railing against the thought of another long, fierce New England winter.

Cate Tiernan

#15. The large black slugs ... come out at dusk. Enormous slugs. As big as crocodiles. So huge we need a gun to shoot them. And by the end of the summer, if they go on growing, we shall have to go out in pairs together for protection.

Nan Fairbrother

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

Sarah Dessen

#17. Now I take the summer off, relax, and I know that at the end of July we're gonna start another season.

Jerry Orbach

#18. When I got to San Francisco that afternoon, it was one of those days that arrives at the end of summer just as the last tourists are leaving complaining about the cold and fog.

Michael Nava

#19. The easiest lie ever told is a truth no one believes.- Sixteen Seconds

Aubrea Summer

#20. I'm opening a store at the end of the month in the New York meatpacking district. I'm launching a line of bedding this summer, and I am writing a book that will be out next January.

Genevieve Gorder

#21. You know, I'm playing the Mirage in Vegas, the main room ... About 5 percent of all comics end up as the main headliner on the Vegas Strip, so that's a big deal for me. Getting to do my stand-up the way I have this summer is really what I've dreamed of since I was about 10 years old.

Billy Gardell

#22. The end-of-summer winds make people restless.

Sebastian Faulks

#23. Another secret of the universe: Sometimes pain was like a storm that came out of nowhere. The clearest summer could end in a downpour. Could end in lightning and thunder.

Benjamin Alire Saenz

#24. Mandy tidied the weeds and pulled out some of the summer flowers. It saddened her to do so. She was parting with beloved friends.

Julie Andrews Edwards

#25. How often had that hydrant even been opened? Did you jet water through a car window, what, twice at best? Summer burned just a few afternoons long, in the end.
As for flying, Dose never even glanced at the sky. Flying was a summer within a summer, a whim. So why think of it at all?

Jonathan Lethem

#26. A tranquil summer sunset shone upon him as he approached the end of his walk, and passed through the meadows by the river side. He had that sense of peace, and of being lightened of a weight of care, which country quiet awakens in the breasts of dwellers in towns.

Charles Dickens

#27. Summer was over in twenty minutes that day. Finished. At four o'clock in the afternoon the roses were quiet on their stems, full-blown, fulfilled; the water in the pool was warm; the leaves on the trees quiet, too, and green. The cat lay with his belly to the sun, steeped in heat.

Elizabeth Enright

#28. Game by game is how I judge myself. At the end of the season, yeah, I do look back and think about how many games I've been available for, how many goals I've scored, how I've contributed. But that's what the summer's for. For now, you just look to the next one.

Michael Owen

#29. Bright was the summer of 1296. The war which had desolated Scotland was then at an end.

Jane Porter

#30. I looked hard out the window and understood suddenly that what I saw was full of color. A watercolor wash of summer light lay on the Catalina Mountains. The end of a depression is that clear: it's as if you have been living underwater, but never realized it until you came up for air.

Barbara Kingsolver

#31. I think summer has become a venue for TV like it hasn't been in years past, especially on Sunday nights. I know that when I'm winding down at the end of the weekend, just a really great TV show or movie is exactly what the doctor ordered.

Anna Wood

#32. Don't waste your entire life always waiting for the end of the day, for the weekend, for summer, for things to
change, for something better. Enjoy as much of the present as you can. Now is happening. Now is good. Now belongs to you.

Emm Roy

#33. At that moment, I knew we could last past the end of summer. That with Parker, I could make a long-distance relationship work.That relationships were a lot like roller coasters. filled with highs and lows, terrifying split seconds, and awesome moments when you simply enjoy the ride.

Rachel Hawthorne

#34. To say it was a beautiful day would not begin to explain it. It was that day when the end of summer intersects perfectly with the start of fall ... [p.218 ff.]

Ann Patchett

#35. During the blue nights you think the end of day will never come. As the blue nights draw to a close (and they will, and they do) you experience an actual chill, an apprehension of illness, at the moment you first notice: the blue light is going, the days are already shortening, the summer is gone.

Joan Didion

#36. There had once been a time when I'd dreaded the end of summer, had prayed it would hold out for as long as possible. Now the thought of endless warmth and sun made me . . . bored. Restless.

Sarah J. Maas

#37. August was nearly over - the month of apples and falling stars, the last care-free month for the school children. The days were not hot, but sunny and limpidly clear - the first sign of advancing autumn.

Victor Nekrasov

#38. There is nothing I like better at the end of a hot summer's day than taking a short walk around the garden. You can smell the heat coming up from the earth to meet the cooler night air.

Peter Mayle

#39. And thus it happens that the reader, the closer he comes to the novel's end, the more he wishes he were back in the summer with which it begins, and finally, instead of following the hero onto the cliffs of suicide, joyfully turns back to that summer, content to stay there forever.

Franz Kafka

#40. I painted myself into a corner by writing a whole book on this one period. The summer of 1927 came to an end, but nothing else did - all of these peoples' lives went on.

Bill Bryson

#41. Towards the end of summer 2013, when school ended, I decided to re-download all of my social media channels and make videos again. The next day, I woke up and had 9,000 followers. I did the same thing the next day and woke up with 54,000 followers.

Nash Grier

#42. My treatment ended in March/April of '08. It wasn't until the end of that summer that I started to feel I wasn't depressed. Even when I went on vacation to Saint Lucia, I was kind of depressed, even though it was such a beautiful place.

Robin Roberts

#43. By the end of summer, this trolley will be bursting with spuds. Like nature's own supermarket.

Lili Wilkinson

#44. The first summer that we spent together,
we did so many obscene things to each other, that
by the end of it, the trees blushed a shy shade of scarlet,
leaves falling to the ground, scandalized by our acts.

Danabelle Gutierrez

#45. Most days of the year are unremarkable. They begin and they end with no lasting memory made in between. Most days have no impact on the course of a life.

Scott Neustadter

#46. The end of spring- the poet is brooding about editors.

Yosa Buson

#47. The hours were long, but the days were short, and as much as I willed it to never come, the end of summer arrived anyway.

Chelsey Philpot

#48. Summers end to soon just as childhood ends before we apprehend the effervescent of our youth.

Kilroy J. Oldster

#49. I knew it the first of the summer, I knew it the same at the end, That you and your love were plighted, But couldn't you be my friend?

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

#50. I am not breaking my rules,' I snapped, hating that I'd ended up on the advice-recieving end of things, jumping from Dear Remy to Confused in Cincinnati all in one summer.

Sarah Dessen

#51. Protein is important and hard for me to get in a hurry. We're busy. I don't always remember to thaw the chicken for dinner. I always have eggs, and they're light and satisfying. I never feel stuffed at the end of it.

Summer Sanders

#52. So that's what I'm here to become. And suddenly, this word fills me with a brand of sadness I haven't felt since childhood. The kind of sadness you feel at the end of summer. When the fireflies are gone, the ponds have dried up and the plants are wilted, weary from being so green.

Augusten Burroughs

#53. Everything comes to an end. A good bottle of wine, a summer's day, a long-running sitcom, one's life, and eventually our species. The question for many of us is not that everything will come to an end but when. And can we do anything vaguely useful until it does?

Jasper Fforde

#54. At the end of a marathon, it's going to hurt whether you're speeding up or slowing down. You may as well push.

Summer Sanders

#55. In their matching candy-stripe shirts, the Beach Boys were America's biggest band of the early '60s, transmitting utopian bulletins of summer without end to a cold and overcast nation.

Steve Erickson

#56. Bleeding for a decade
For a decade,
We bleed like there is no hell but the earth
We bleed like we were born to dare
We bleed like there is nothing alive inside.
We find a clue
After a decade
Bleeding is just to breath
Simply keeps us alive.

Arzum Uzun

#57. She hates the fact that she won't know. It's feels like the last day of school, the final night at summer camp, like everything is coming to an abrupt and dizzying end.

Jennifer E. Smith

#58. Dancy can hear rain beginning to fall on the tar-paper roof of the cabin. Fat summer raindrops, and it's the sweetest sound, almost, sweet as the end of a fever, as ripe as red apples.

Caitlin R. Kiernan

#59. After all these years, his best friend is malaria.
Even on the brink of an Alaska summer, it comes calling: a bone-deep chill one night, a ministry of sweat the next. Calling him back to old battles.

Louis Bayard

#60. I dropped my hoe and ran into the house and started to write this poem, 'End of Summer.' It began as a celebration of wild geese. Eventually the geese flew out of the poem, but I like to think they left behind the sound of their beating wings.

Stanley Kunitz

#61. Farewell, my old fan. / Having scribbled on it, / What could I do but tear it / At the end of summer?

Matsuo Basho

#62. Summer is leaving silently. Much like a traveler approaching the end of an amazing journey.

Darnell Lamont Walker

#63. The morning had dawned clear and cold, with a crispness that hinted at the end of summer.

George R R Martin

#64. Bold and bright, a trilogy of happiness would continue for a summer's duration and into autumn. It would then be brought abruptly to an end, for the brightness had shown suffering the way.
Hard times were coming.
Like a parade.

Markus Zusak

#65. Bianca Nazario stands at the end of the world. The firmament above is as blue as the summer skies of her childhood, mirrored in the waters of la caldera; but where the skies she remembers were bounded by mountains, here on Sky there is no horizon, only a line of white cloud.

David Moles

#66. It was one of the warm nights at the end of summer that makes promises that won't be kept.

Cinda Williams Chima

#67. Swimming is great because there are levels of goals. First, when I was four, it was making it to the other end and overcoming the fear of standing up in front of everybody at a swim meet because I was such a shy kid.

Summer Sanders

#68. So the Inca Trail isn't just a pretty shortcut that Pachacutec took on his way to his summer home?" "Mark, you can't finish the Inca Trail and not know that this was the end point of a pilgrimage.

Mark Adams

#69. Take delight in a thing, or rather in anything, not as a means to some other end, but just because it is what it is. A child in the full health of his mind will put his hand flat on the summer lawn, feel it, and give a little shiver of private glee at the elastic firmness of the globe.

Charles Edward Montague