And so the seasons went rolling on into summer, as one rambles into higher and higher grass.
Summer makes a silence after spring.
As for my family, my father was Danel; he died as a mercenary in the southern wars," Han went on. "My mother's name was Sarah, called Sali, and my sister was Mari. They died last summer. But then, you already knew that. Every time you forget, I'll remind you. That's the blood sacrifice I made to be here, and that's enough.
He ignored me, thank God, saying to Kat, "Let go of Frosty's leash. You're choking the life out of him. " Her eyes narrowed to tiny slits, a sure sign of her aggression. "He deserves to choke. He didn't keep little frosty in his pants this summer. " The words snapped like a whip. "He did. " Cole snapped back with unwavering confidence. "Not. " "Did. " "Not!" "Did,". . . "Not, not, not!" she shouted with a stomp of her foot. "What are we five?" Cole said. "Six. "
Oh, that,' said Ginny, giggling. 'Well-Percy's got a girlfriend. ' Fred dropped a stack of books on George's head. 'What?' 'It's that Ravenclaw prefect, Penelope Clearwater,' said Ginny. 'That's who he was writing to all last summer. He's been meeting her all over the school in secret. I walked in on them kissing in an empty classroom one day. He was so upset when she was-you know-attacked. You won't tease him, will you?' she added anxiously. 'Wouldn't dream of it,' said Fred, who was looking like his birthday had come early.
One must maintain a little bittle of summer, even in the middle of winter.
The long summer was over. For ages a tropical climate had prevailed over a great part of the earth, and animals whose home is now beneath the Equator roamed over the world from the far South to the very borders of the Arctics. . . But their reign was over. A sudden intense winter, that was also to last for ages, fell upon our globe.
My uncle, who's an art teacher, took me under his wing and gave me a really strong foundation in art. I spent summers with him, and he taught me how to draw, how to see, how to mix colors, how to use different mediums and perspective, and so forth.
(Algerian athlete, 1996 Summer Olympics, on the 3000m world record) I think my 3:27 for 1500m is worth 7:21 for 3000m.
Summer specializes in time, slows it down almost to dream.
The leaves do not change color from the blighting touch of the frost, but from the process of natural decay. They fall when the fruit has been ripened and their work is done. And their splendid change of coloring is but their graceful and beautiful surrender of life, when they have finished their summer offering of service to God and man.
If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away. It is not important that he should mature as soon as an apple-tree or oak. Shall he turn his spring into summer? If the condition of things which we were made for is not yet, what were any reality which we can substitute? We will not be shipwrecked on a vain reality.
Nobody on the road. Nobody on the beach. I feel it in the air, the summer's out of reach.
Relief washed over me like that first air-conditioned breeze on a hot summer day.
When summer gathers up her robes of glory, and like a dream of beauty glides away.
We don't hear our president [Barack Obama] talking about the need for high-quality jobs for everybody, giving it priority, not just giving a speech in Detroit. That's fine, but speaking to Tim Geithner, speaking to Larry Summers. When are you going to make jobs, jobs, jobs a priority rather than Wall Street, Wall Street, Wall Street a priority? That's what I'm concerned about.
A wild rose roofs the ruined shed, And that and summer well agree.
If't be summer news, Smile to't before; if winterly, thou need'st But keep that count'nance still.
Don't remember summer even saying goodbye.
We only get together when there's a good reason. Like, last summer, we didn't really intend to go out, but we thought the B-52's tour was a good opportunity.