June Day Quotes

#1. June, Day murmurs. I feel a strange warmth at the sound of my name on his lips.

Marie Lu

#2. Their hands, swinging, touched lightly now and then; their nearness was as natural as the June day.

Elizabeth Bowen

#3. Now from where I sit this whole thing smells like its downwind from a cow barn on a hot June day!

Waylon Jennings

#4. On a June day, a young woman in a summer dress steps off a Chicago-bound bus into a small midwestern town. She doesn't intend to stay. She is just passing through. Yet her stopping here has a reason and it is part of a story that you will never forget.

Danielle Steel

#5. The tender June day persisted, refusing to die. Each pulse of light was fainter and more exquisite than the last, as if bidding farewell to the earth, full of love and regret.

Irene Nemirovsky

#6. We can heal. Perhaps we can return to that same place we once stood, when we were both young and innocent.

Marie Lu

#7. Because I wake up late, my day is often short. I'm much more active in the evenings, during which I alternately read, write, needle-point, smoke, email, and despair over my decision last June to put my television and DVD player out on the street because I wasn't getting enough work done.

Cate Marvin

#8. That day was the beginning of my friendship with Sebastian, and thus it came about, that morning in June, that I was lying beside him in the shade of the high elms watching the smoke from his lips drift up into the branches.

Evelyn Waugh

#9. I want to fall into the purity that is Day, soaking in his simple honesty, his heart that sits open and beating on his sleeve.

Marie Lu

#10. June will break your heart. I can see it already. She'll shatter you into a million pieces.

Marie Lu

#11. The word survivor suggests someone who has emerged alive from a plane crash or a natural disaster. But the word can also refer to the loved ones of murder victims, and this was the sense in which it was used at a four-day conference in early June at Boston College.

Godfried Danneels

#12. She's pretty in a way that distracts me just like she did in the Skiz ring. No, pretty's not the right word. Beautiful.

Marie Lu

#13. What a joke! Poor little rich girl's fallen in love with the Republic's most famous criminal.

Marie Lu

#14. Goodnight, June.

Marie Lu

#15. He remembers you," said June, and my stomach gave an odd stunted flop.
"Remembers me?"
"The girl who wanted to set the lobsters free. That was the day we left for Germany. I was shopping for a few last-minute things, and he wanted to talk to you. He liked your hair.

Francesca Zappia

#16. He's right. I can't deny it. I am the reason Day lost everything that matters to him.

Marie Lu

#17. I was born in Akron, Ohio, on June 6, 1943, one year to the day before D-Day, the allied invasion at Normandy. The youngest of four children, I was brought up in a wonderfully stable, loving family of strong Midwestern values.

Richard Smalley

#18. It means, Day, that you're dying.

Marie Lu

#19. And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days.

James Russell Lowell

#20. Love me this first day of June.
I'd rather sleep with ashes than priestly wisdom.
Of all the lonely places in the world this is best where debris is human.
I kiss the precious ashes that fall from fiery flesh.
On these familiar shapes I lay my kisses down.

Leonard Cohen

#21. I know the exact date that I began writing Twilight, because it was also the first day of swim lessons for my kids. So I can say with certainty that it all started on June 2, 2003.

Stephenie Meyer

#22. Summer is not obligatory. We can start an infernally hard jigsaw puzzle in June with the knowledge that, if there are enough rainy days, we may just finish it by Labor Day, but if not, there's no harm, no penalty. We may have better things to do.

Nancy Gibbs

#23. I was in a state of perpetual disbelief. I would have thought that someone would have recognized what was coming before June 2007. If it really took that June remit data to cause a sudden realization, well, it makes me wonder what a 'Wall Street analyst' really does all day." By

Michael Lewis

#24. I've never thought of describing her beauty as delicate, because delicate just isn't a word that fits June ... but here, now that she's sick, I realize just how fragile she can be.

Marie Lu

#25. In June as many as a dozen species may burst their buds on a single day. No man can heed all of these anniversaries; no man can ignore all of them.

Aldo Leopold

#26. I'd just like to say I'm sailing with the rock, and I'll be back like Independence Day, with Jesus June 6. Like the movie, big mother ship and all, I'll be back.

Aileen Wuornos

#27. Maybe it's not to much to hope that the Disney Company might one day get over its self-imposed fears and finally find its own Laughing Place.
-Floyd Norman
Disney Legend
June 2012

Jim Korkis

#28. It was the beginning of a day in June; the deep blue sky unsullied by a cloud, and teeming with brilliant light. The streets were, as yet, nearly free from passengers, the houses and shops were closed, and the healthy air of morning fell like breath from angels, on the sleeping town.

Charles Dickens

#29. I'd forgotten that a boy from the streets is no match for the future Princeps.

Marie Lu

#30. He is beauty, inside and out.
He is the silver lining in a world of darkness.
He is my light.

Marie Lu

#31. Is it birthday weather for you, dear soul?
Is it fine your way,
With tall moon-daisies alight, and the mole
Busy, and elegant hares at play
By meadow paths where once you would stroll
In the flush of day?

Cecil Day-Lewis

#32. The Republic's most wanted criminal is just a boy, sitting before me, suddenly vulnerable, laying all his weaknesses out for me to see.

Marie Lu

#33. What ideal, immutable Platonic cloud could equal the beauty and perfection of any ordinary everyday cloud floating over, say, Tuba City, Arizona, on a hot day in June?

Edward Abbey

#34. Let me see: There's Miss Garnnett in Ireland, in June of 1770; Miss Nightjar in Swansea on April 3, 1901; Miss Avocet and Miss Bunting together in Derbyshire on Saint Swithin's Day of 1867; Miss Treecreeper I don't remmeber where exactly
oh, and dear Miss Finch.

Ransom Riggs

#35. I'm not loyal enough to the Republic to stamp that loyalty right on my face. Leave that to June.

Marie Lu

#36. I hope," he replies softly, "to get to know you again. If you are open to it. There is a fog around you that I would like to clear away.

Marie Lu

#37. Why, June, you sound surprised. He'd put on an offended-housewife voice, but it was in a hoarse whisper, so it sounded like an offended housewife who smoked five packs of cigarettes a day. I laughed.

Carol Rifka Brunt

#38. I certainly don't understand all these strange new feelings inside me
am I here because I love him, or because I owe him?

Marie Lu

#39. But every now and then, when I steal a glance at the Girl, or feel her eyes on me, I helplessly drift back to thinking about her.

Marie Lu

#40. Sometimes, the sun sets earlier. Days don't last forever, you know. But I'll fight as hard as I can. I can promise you that.

Marie Lu

#41. Stay safe. I want to see you again when all this is done.

Marie Lu

#42. June has never looked more beautiful than she does now, unadorned and honest, vulnerable yet invincible.

Marie Lu

#43. Virginia's son was born on June 4th, the day on which all allied armies entered Rome.

Evelyn Waugh

#44. He returns my smile. His teeth are beautiful, the loveliest I've seen so far on these streets.

Marie Lu

#45. I ended up getting drafted by the Colorado Rockies on June 8, 2010 and the next day, my dad passed away, in June 9, 2010. So I'm at the biggest high of my life on June 8th. And the next day, June 9th, he's gone.

Russell Wilson

#46. Her sadness makes her impossibly beautiful, like snow blanketing a barren landscape.

Marie Lu

#47. You led the soldiers right to my family's door. You're the reason they're dead.

Marie Lu

#48. I find myself pausing to admire her face.
For a brief moment, I'm lost to my surroundings.

Marie Lu

#49. It's June second, he told himself. Try to remember that. This is New York, and tomorrow will be June third. If all goes well, the following day will be the fourth. But nothing is certain.

Paul Auster

#50. Life is an admirable arrangement, isn't it, little mother. It is so clever of it to have June in every year and a morning in every day, let alone things like birds, and Shakespeare, and one's work.

Elizabeth Von Arnim

#51. that before long chance would betray the captain's secrets. The next day, the 1st of June, the Nautilus continued the same

Jules Verne

#52. What's the point of keeping in touch with the girl you're crazy about, when you're dying?

Marie Lu

#53. What was your favorite day of the year? The summer solstice. June twenty-first. The longest day of the year.

Amor Towles

#54. You are Day's weakness, June. He'll listen to you.

Marie Lu

#55. Before I can say anything else, he steps forward and takes my face in his hands. Then he's kissing me one last time.

Marie Lu

#56. According to the book Celebrate Today, June 18th is National Splurge Day. Besides being the birthday of Paul McCartney and Isabella Rossellini, it's also mine. Go ahead; celebrate my birthday and don't worry about the cost!

Ernie J Zelinski

#57. WARD: I'll be home in time for dinner, honey.
JUNE: Alright - I'm pregnant - Have a fine day at work, dear.
WARD exits ... WARD reenters.
JUNE: Did you forget something, dear?
WARD: What did you say?
JUNE: I asked if you'd forgotten anything -

Benjamin R. Smith

#58. June laughs. "I have to say, you look better than most people I see. I've heard a lot about you."
"I hear about you a lot too," Eden replies in a rush, "mostly from Daniel. He thinks you're really hot.

Marie Lu

#59. I've been searching a long time for something I think I lost.
I felt like I found something when I saw you back there.

Marie Lu

#60. Hi, I'm Day.
Hi, I'm June.

Marie Lu

#61. So long as I remain in Day's life, I will hurt him. Any other alternative is impossible.
Now, he is free.

Marie Lu

#62. When the day comes, I'll get up at his funeral and break a giant stick. Then I'll head to a bar and spend the rest of the night drinking, laughing, crying... and waiting to die. Somebody bring a stick. - Amanda Palmer New York City June 26th, 2012

C. Anthony Martignetti

#63. My love runs by like a day in June, And he makes no friends of sorrows. He'll tread his galloping rigadoon In the pathway of the morrows. He'll live his days where the sunbeams start, Nor could storm or wind uproot him. My own dear love, he is all my heart,
And I wish somebody'd shoot him.

Dorothy Parker

#64. I recall feeling an almost delicious terror when one day I found myself alone in the midst of tall June grasses that grew high as my head. But here the secret working of self consciousness is almost too entangled with the things of the past for me to explain it.

Pierre Loti

#65. If I had Aladdin's lamp and the usual three wishes, the first would always be, 'Give me the first day of June.

Gladys Taber

#66. She's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, easily the most breathtaking girl in the room.

Marie Lu

#67. Day will move on and live his life. So will I. We will be okay. Someday, perhaps in the far and distant future, we'll find each other again.

Marie Lu

#68. I was looking the other day at the calendar and I was like oh my gosh we only have two weeks left and I've been on tour since June I don't know how I'm going to switch back into normal life. It's been so much fun.

Demi Lovato

#69. Now, as we stand three feet apart and stare at each other, I feel the full distance that comes with spending so much time apart, a moment filled with the electricity of a first meeting and the uncertainty of strangers.

Marie Lu

#70. hello I'm day, hello I'm june

Marie Lu

#71. It's you," he whispers. There is wonder in his voice.
"Is it?" I whisper back, my voice trembling with all the emotions I've kept hidden for so long

Marie Lu

#72. The sun was shining with the kind of brilliant, silvery light you sometimes find in the middle of a truly beautiful day; an almost imperceptible iridescent mist hovered in the air and all the fresh colours of June were intensified, looked richer and softer, as if reflected through a prism.

Irene Nemirovsky

#73. Between July 1942 and June 1943, only 4,705 Jews were admitted to the United States - fewer than the number of Warsaw Jews who were killed on a given day at Treblinka in summer 1942.

Timothy Snyder

#74. A happy soul, that all the way
To heaven hath a summer's day.

Richard Crashaw

#75. It's against the law to go out on Sunday from the end of June until Labor Day. It forces the fishermen to spend some time with their families.

Bill Vaughan

#76. I need to let him go.

Marie Lu

#77. I'm supposed to hate you for what you did, I think. But her eyes linger on me in a way that refuses to let me.

Marie Lu

#78. Someone's going to be very pleased to see you."
"I don't think the Elector will be as excited as you think."
"I wasn't talking about the Elector."
My heart jumps at that.

Marie Lu

#79. See that day as I remember it. A day in June, River Severn rolling to the sea, diamonded with sunlight, gulls gliding over the quays on a mild breeze that lifted the Red Dragon standard over Camelot. A quiet enough day for the end of my world.

Parke Godwin

#80. I ALMOST KISSED THE GIRL LAST NIGHT.

Marie Lu

#81. You're brilliant,"he says."But you're a fool to stay with someone like me."
I close my eyes at the touch of his hand."Then we are both fools.

Marie Lu

#82. At this moment, all I'm thinking about is what I'd give up for the chance to kiss her or to run my fingers through her dark hair.

Marie Lu

#83. JUNE 22 I am sure of this, that He who started a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus. Philippians 1:6 Our glorious walk with God began with an act of faith that brought us into relationship with Jesus Christ as our Savior, but it doesn

Beth Moore