Quotes About Summer Memories

#1. Her favourite summer memories were not of events themselves, of picnics, sea bathing, tennis afternoons and cricket matches, but of watching Hugh and Daniel enjoying them and locking into memory the delight in their faces and their open laughter.

Helen Simonson

#2. I probably won't be able to look forward to summer for a long time. My chest will hurt. My tears will be overflowing. But this warmth in my hands and these summer memories will live on in my heart.

Yuki Midorikawa

#3. Every summer, like the roses, childhood returns.

Marty Rubin

#4. Unlike the summer sun,
my life has started to fade
Forsaken by the memories of thee,
which once shone like the jade.
My eyes elude the moist fear,
and are now as dry as hay
Melancholy cries are all I hear,
'Will you be there?' I daresay!

Supriya Kaur Dhaliwal

#5. When I was four, we moved to the house on the west side of Chicago where I grew up. My earliest memories are of that first summer.

Hugh Hefner

#6. Time dissolves in summer anyway: days are long, weekends longer. Hours get all thin and watery when you are lost in the book you'd never otherwise have time to read. Senses are sharper - something about the moist air and bright light and fruit in season - and so memories stir and startle.

Nancy Gibbs

#7. Some of the best memories are made in flip flops.

Kellie Elmore

#8. My selective memory of what drinking was like told me that standing at the bar in a pub, on a summer's evening with a long, tall glass of lager and lime was heaven, and I chose not to remember the nights on which I had sat with a bottle of vodka, a gram of coke and a shotgun, contemplating suicide.

Eric Clapton

#9. It's summer and time for wandering...

Kellie Elmore

#10. Under the summer roses When the flagrant crimson Lurks in the dusk Of the wild red leaves, Love, with little hands, Comes and touches you With a thousand memories, And asks you Beautiful, unanswerable questions.

Carl Sandburg

#11. our feet
are grape-squashed in memories

our skins are still flushed
from the touch
of summer's lips.

Sanober Khan

#12. Memory is the best of all gardens. Therein, winter and summer, the seeds of their past lie dormant, ready to spring into instant bloom at any moment the mind wishes to bring them to life.

Hal Boyle

#13. In the summer, we create memories of hot adventures so that those memories can warm-up the deep frozen winter.

Debasish Mridha

#14. Memories are strange things. Withough being something I can hold in my hand, they wield a beguiling power over me. Like a mirage in the noontime heat of summer, they dance before my inner eyes and beckon me to find water where there is not water.

Joy Sikorski

#15. I don't remember anything about that summer because I existed in a lonely fog of memories, longing, and rejection.

Emily P. Freeman

#16. The morning heat had already soaked through the walls, rising up from the floor like a ghost of summers past.

Erik Tomblin

#17. He was seven years old the summer that his life ended. He'd always felt like his life was taken the moment that truck rammed into his father and sister. Or at least, the life he would have had was ended before it even began.

Melodie Ramone

#18. I was assailed by memories of a life that wasn't mine anymore, but one in which I'd found the simplest and most lasting joys: the smells of summer, the part of town I loved, a certain evening sky, Marie's dresses and the way she laughed.

Albert Camus

#19. I grew up in the west of Ireland, and Galway was our local seaside resort. We'd go for one day of the year during the summer, and I have enduring memories of the sand and the sea.

Philip Treacy

#20. In the summer, we write life's summary with the slow waves of love flowing over the sandy beach. The slow breeze and the warm sun write our memories.

Debasish Mridha

#21. I pray that the life of this spring and summer may ever lie fair in my memory.

Henry David Thoreau

#22. The house had been torn down. Nothing is left but the old white fence. There used to be privet bushes everywhere. "The smell of privet is the smell of summer for me," I say to Catherine.
"Yes, Mom." she says, "I know, Your memories are my memories now.

Abigail Thomas

#23. It was the first genuinely shining day of summer, a time of year which brought Eleanor always to aching memories of her early childhood, when it seemed to be summer all the time; she could not remember a winter before father's death on a cold wet day.

Shirley Jackson

#24. some winters
will never melt

some summers
will never freeze

and some things will only
... live in poems.

Sanober Khan

#25. Our lives are structured by our memories of events. Event X happened just before the big Paris vacation. I was doing Y in the first summer after I learned to drive. Z happened the weekend after I landed my first job. We remember events by positioning them in time relative to other events.

Joshua Foer

#26. No bought potpourri is so pleasant as that made from ones own garden, for the petals of the flowers one has gathered at home hold the sunshine and memories of summer, and of past summers only the sunny days should be remembered.

Eleanour Sinclair Rohde

#27. every summer has its own story
the tan will fade but the memories will always stay

Kiara Harris

#28. As a child, we visited the San Juan Islands during the summer. Kayaking, big family meals, playing on the beach - great memories!

Zoe McLellan

#29. Some of Bay's fondest memories were of lying under the apple tree in the summer while Claire gardened and the apple tree tossed apples at her like a dog trying to coax its owner into playing catch.

Sarah Addison Allen

#30. A green summer leaf
Embraced by the frozen ice
Keeps memories warm

Avi

#31. I have a house that I bought 55 years ago. It's warm in the winter; it's cool in the summer. It has everything I wanted, plus it has all kinds of good memories. Like my kids, I have good thoughts about that. I can't imagine living any better.

Warren Buffett

#32. When she remembered a summer it would be this one. When she remembered love it would be his.

C.J. Carlyon

#33. On a very personal level, I have fond memories of spending a lot of time in the Library of Congress working on my collection of poems 'Native Guard.' I was there over a summer doing research in the archives and then writing in the reading room at the Jefferson building.

Natasha Trethewey

#34. Some of the days in November carry the whole memory of summer as a fire opal carries the color of moonrise.

Gladys Taber

#35. Today I have so much to do: I must kill memory once and for all, I must turn my soul to stone, I must learn to live again Unless ... Summer's ardent rustling Is like a festival outside my window.

Anna Akhmatova

#36. On the lawn one late summer day, her pale hair tangled because she'd cry if anyone tried to brush it, spinning around and around until she got so dizzy she fell in a pile of bare feet and dandelions and sundress.

Holly Black

#37. They tell me, Lucy, thou art dead, that all of thee we loved and cherished has with thy summer roses perished; and left, as its young beauty fled, an ashen memory in its stead.

John Greenleaf Whittier

#38. Memory can glean, but can never renew. It brings us joys faint as is the perfume of the flowers, faded and dried, of the summer that is gone.

Henry Ward Beecher