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  • SUN, MOON, AND STARRY SKY Early summer evenings, when the first stars come out, the warm glow of sunset still stains the rim of the western sky. Sometimes, the moon is also visible, a pale white slice, while the sun tarries. Just think -- all the celestial lights are present at the same time! These are moments of wonder -- see them and remember.

    Summer   Stars   Sunset  
  • We are talking now of summer evenings in Knoxville, Tennessee, in the time that I lived there so successfully disguised to myself as a child.

    Summer   Children   June  
    James Agee (2008). “A Death in the Family”, p.12, Penguin
  • I just started writing stuff to kill time on summer evenings. This is why I'm always telling people who ask me what they need to do to succeed to give up, do something else.

    Source: pitchfork.com
  • Nixon represents that dark, venal and incurably violent side of the American character almost every other country in the world has learned to fear and despise.

    Fear and Loathing: On the Campaign Trail '72 (1973)
  • By some chance, here they are, all on this earth; and who shall ever tell the sorrow of being on this earth, lying, on quilts, on the grass in a summer evening, among the sounds of the night. May God bless my people, my uncle, my aunt, my mother, my good father, oh, remember them kindly in their time of trouble; and in the hour of their taking away.

    Summer   Mother   Quilts  
    James Agee (2008). “A Death in the Family”, p.15, Penguin
  • On summer evenings, when every flower, and tree, and bird, might have better addressed my soft young heart, I have in my day been caught in the palm of a female hand by the crown, have been violently scrubbed from the neck to the roots of the hair as a purification for the Temple, and have then been carried off highly charged with saponaceous electricity, to be steamed like a potato in the unventilated breath of the powerful Boanerges Boiler and his congregation, until what small mind I had, was quite steamed out of me

    Funny   Summer   Powerful  
    Charles Dickens (1870). “Novels”, p.57
  • He wondered vaguely whether in the abolished past it had been a normal experience to lie in bed like this, in the cool of a summer evening, a man and a woman with no clothes on, making love when they chose, talking of what they chose, not feeling any compulsion to get up, simply lying there and listening to peaceful sounds outside. Surely there could never have been a time when that seemed ordinary?

    Summer   Lying   Past  
    George Orwell, A.M. Heath (2003). “Animal Farm and 1984”, p.238, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
  • The whole universe or the structure that perceives it is a worthy opponent, but try as I may I can not escape the sound of suffering. Perhaps as an old man I will take great comfort in pottering around in a lab and gently talking to students in the summer evening and will accept suffering with insouciance. But not now; men in their prime, if they have convictions are tasked to act on them.

    Summer   Men   Talking  
    "Witnessing". Selected Correspondence, Julian Assange's old blog, IQ.org (via Archive.org), web.archive.org. January 3, 2007.
  • Immortality—dazzling idea! who first imagined thee! Was it some jolly burgher of Nuremburg, who with night-cap on his head, and white clay pipe in mouth, sat on some pleasant summer evening before his door, and reflected in all his comfort, that it would be right pleasant, if, with unextinguishable pipe, and endless breath, he could thus vegetate onwards for a blessed eternity? Or was it a lover, who in the arms of his loved one, thought the immortality-thought, and that because he could think and feel naught beside!—Love! Immortality!

    Death   Summer   Blessed  
    Heinrich Heine (1891). “The Works of Heinrich Heine”
  • On a fading summer evening, late in the last hours of his old life, Peter Jaxon-son of Demetrius and Prudence Jaxon, First Family; descendent of Terrence Jaxon, signatory of the One Law; great-great-nephew of the one known as Auntie, Last of the First; Peter of Souls, the Man of Days and the One Who Stood-took his position on the catwalk above Main Gate, waiting to kill his brother.

    Summer   Brother   Son  
    Justin Cronin (2010). “The Passage: A Novel (Book One of The Passage Trilogy)”, p.267, Ballantine Books
  • One summer evening in the year 1848, three Cardinals and a missionary were dining together in the gardens of a villa in the Sabine hills, overlooking Rome.

    Summer   Book   Garden  
    Willa Cather (2011). “Death Comes for the Archbishop”, p.3, Vintage
  • On the blue summer evenings, I will go along the paths, And walk over the short grass, as I am pricked by the wheat: Daydreaming I will feel the coolness on my feet. I will let the wind bathe my bare head. I will not speak, I will have no thoughts: But infinite love will mount in my soul; And I will go far, far off, like a gypsy, through the countryside - as happy as if I were a woman. "Sensation

    Summer   Blue   Wind  
    Arthur Rimbaud, “Sensation”
  • And so I learned that familiar paths traced in the dusk of summer evenings may lead as well to prison as to innocent untroubled sleep.

    Summer   Sleep   May  
    Albert Camus (1982). “The stranger”
  • Above us our palace waits, the only one I've ever needed. Its walls are space, its floor is sky, its center everywhere. We rise; the shapes cluster around us in welcome, dissolving and forming again like fireflies in a summer evening.

    Summer   Wall   Firefly  
    Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni (2009). “The Palace of Illusions: A Novel”, p.360, Anchor
  • Do you know what a pearl is and what an opal is? My soul when you came sauntering to me first through those sweet summer evenings was beautiful but with the pale passionless beauty of a pearl. Your love has passed through me and now I feel my mind something like an opal, that is, full of strange uncertain hues and colours, of warm lights and quick shadows and of broken music.

    James Joyce (2016). “The Complete Works of James Joyce: Novels, Short Stories, Plays, Poetry, Essays & Letters: Ulysses, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, Finnegan’s Wake, Dubliners, The Cat and the Devil, Exiles, Chamber Music, Pomes Penyeach, Stephen Hero, Giacomo Joyce, Critical Writings & more”, p.3707, e-artnow
  • From the place by the railing at the edge of the tracks on the summer evening I return across the city to my own room. I am vividly aware of my own life that escaped the winter on the boat. How many such lives I have lived. Then I only made a dollar and a half a day and now I sometimes make more than that in a few minutes. How wonderful to be able to write words. ... Again I begin the endless game of reconstructing my own life, jerking it out of the shell that dies, striving to breathe into it beauty and meaning. ... I wonder why my life, why all lives, are not more beautiful.

  • The lover never sees personal resemblances in his mistress to her kindred or to others. His friends find in her a likeness to hermother, or her sisters, or to persons not of her blood. The lover sees no resemblance except to summer evenings and diamond mornings, to rainbows and the song of birds.

    Summer   Song   Morning  
    Ralph Waldo Emerson (2012). “Nature and Other Essays”, p.101, Courier Corporation
  • This was my only and my constant comfort. When I think of it, the picture always rises in my mind, of a summer evening, the boys at play in the churchyard, and I sitting on my bed, reading as if for life.

    Summer   Reading   Boys  
    Charles Dickens (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Charles Dickens (Illustrated)”, p.4368, Delphi Classics
  • Summer afternoon, summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.

    Beautiful   Summer   Time  
    Quoted in Edith Wharton, A Backward Glance (1934)
  • There is a tiny yellow daffodil, The butterfly can see it from afar, Although one summer evening's dew could fill Its little cup twice over, ere the star Had called the lazy shepherd to his fold, And be no prodigal.

    Oscar Wilde (2014). “Poems”, p.30, Simon and Schuster
  • Listen! the wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves, we have had our summer evenings, now for October eves!

    Summer   Fall   Autumn  
    Humbert Wolfe (1936). “P.L.M.: Peoples, Landfalls, Mountains”, London : Cassell
  • The streets lie, the sidewalks lie, everything lies You can try and read it but you're gonna get it wrong...all wrong The summer evenings burn and melt and the nights glitter but you're gonna get it wrong And it's gonna sink its teeth into your flesh and pull you to the bottom.

    Summer   Lying   Night  
  • My family lived off the land and summer evening meals featured baked stuffed tomatoes, potato salad, corn on the cob, fresh shelled peas and homemade ice cream with strawberries from our garden. With no air conditioning in those days, the cool porch was the center of our universe after the scorching days.

    "Turkey Hollow Almanac: Summer Memories" by David Mixner, www.huffingtonpost.com. June 2, 2008.
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