Summer Or Its End Quotes

#1. 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

#2. 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

#3. 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

#4. 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

#5. 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

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

George R R Martin

#7. 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

#8. I raised frogs every spring in our house from tadpoles and by end of summer our house was overrun with frogs.

William Joyce

#9. There are so many scenarios here. We tried to prepare for the worst summer in 40 years and build assumptions based on that. We're preparing for the worst, but we're hoping for the best. And I've told people the end is in sight.

Gray Davis

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

Darnell Lamont Walker

#11. and sleeping put an end to summer, 1928,

Ray Bradbury

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

Matsuo Basho

#13. Something told him that something was coming to an end. Not the world, exactly. Just the summer. There would be other summers, but there would never be one like this. Ever again.

Neil Gaiman

#14. 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

#15. 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

#16. My dream job was to work in an ice cream shop. Two weeks and five pounds later, I realized it wasn't for me. For many years, I had planned to be a corporate lawyer. As luck would have it, other than a summer internship, I didn't end up doing that either.

Safra A. Catz

#17. There is a time in late September when the leaves are still green, and the days are still warm, but somehow you know that it is all about to end, as if summer was holding its breath, and when it let it out again, it would be autumn.

Sharyn McCrumb

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

Lili Wilkinson

#19. 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

#20. 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

#21. 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

#22. 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

#23. 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

#24. 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

#25. 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

#26. 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

#27. 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

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

Kilroy J. Oldster

#29. 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

#30. My way is in the sand flowing
between the shingle and the dune
the summer rain rains on my life
on me my life harrying fleeing
to its beginning to its end

Samuel Beckett

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

Yosa Buson

#32. 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