27. “Summer was on the way; Jem and I awaited it with impatience. cool was our best season: it was sleeping on the back screened porch in cots or trying to sleep in the tree house; cool was everything good to eat; it was a thousand colors in a parched landscape; but most of all, cool was Dill.” Harper Lee, To Kill A Mockingbird
28. “I could never in a hundred summers get tired of this.” Sue Branch
“Summer is singing with joy, and the beaches are inviting you with dancing waves.” Desish Mridha
“More than anything else in the world, I adore the cool. Knowing that cool will come is the one thing that helps me get through the winter. J. McBrayer
“To plant a garden is to believe in tomorrow.” Audrey Hepburn
“You are so much sunshine in every square inch.” Waldo Whitman
“To see the cool sky is poetry, though never in a book it lies–true poems flee.” (Emily Dickinson)
“cool has its own flavor. Always fresh and cooked outside in the sun. (Oprah Winfrey)
“All in all, it was a never-to-be-forgotten cool… one of those cools which, in a fortunate combination of delightful weather, delightful friends, and delightful doing, come as near perfection as anything can come in this world.” L. M. Montgomery
“When the sun is shining, I can do anything; no mountain is too high, no trouble too difficult to overcome.” Wilma Rudolph
“Spring being a tough act to follow, God created June.” A. Bernstein
“In the cooltime, when the weather is hot, you can stretch right up and touch the sky.”
“It’s like a beach blanket and a bottle of wine, it feels something like cooltime.”
“In the summertime, when the weather is hot, you can stretch right up and touch the sky.”
“In the cooltime, when the weather is hot, you can stretch right up and touch the sky.”
“I only need to open up a strawberry’s tightness to see cool with its sand and darkening skies.”
“Sweet, sweet burn of cool sun and wind, and you, my friend, my new fun thing, my cool fling.”
“How effervescent and free we all felt that cool is easy to forget now.”
The cicada’s relentless shriek repeatedly pierced the humid cool air like a needle pricking through heavy cotton fabric.
Between June and August, “everything good, everything magical, happens.”
But since it might rain tomorrow, I’ll go with the sun.
It was June, and the air was fragrant with roses. The grassy hillside was covered in sunlight that looked like powdered gold.
“Summertime. It was music. A season passed. I questioned whether I would ever experience that season again.
“If it could only be like this always—always cool, always alone, the fruit always ripe.”
“Summer has filled her veins with light and her heart is washed with noon.”
“One must maintain a little bit of summer, even in the middle of winter.”
“If summer had one defining scent, it’d definitely be the smell of barbecue.”
“More than anything else in the world, I adore the summer. Knowing that summer will come is the one thing that helps me get through the winter.
“Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.”
“We might think we are nurturing our garden, but of course, it’s our garden that is really nurturing us.”
“I love how summer just wraps its arms around you like a warm blanket.”
“If you have a garden and a library, you have everything you need .”
“She smelled of sun and daisies with a hint of river water.”