Summer Quotes - Page 19

• Phury encendió un canuto y observó los dieciséis botes de Aqua Net que estaban alineados en la mesita de Butch y V. "¿Qué pasa con el spray para el pelo? ¿Nos vais a dar una paliza?". Butch levantó el tubo de PVC al que estaba haciendo un agujero. "Lanzador de patatas, tío. Gran diversión". "¿Perdón?" "¿Nunca fuiste a un campamento de verano?" "La cestería y la talla de madera son para los humanos. No te ofendas, pero tenemos mejores cosas que enseñar a nuestros jóvenes.

  J.R. Ward

  Fun, Coffee, Boys

  J. R. Ward (2011). "El amante despierta: Número 3 de la serie", p.246, Hachette UK.

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• Cuando sonríe, se siente como el primer día cálido de marzo... después de una eternidad de nieve, cuando de repente recuerdas cómo se siente el verano en la parte trasera de tus pantorrillas desnudas y en la parte de tu pelo.

  Jodi Picoult

  Hair, Snow, Firsts

  Jodi Picoult (2009). “My Sister's Keeper - Movie Tie-In: A Novel”, p.179, Simon and Schuster

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• They walked to school, talking about how much they were longing for the summer holidays. "Oh, I am planning things," said Jamie. "Great, great things. I could join a band." "You gave up the guitar after two lessons." "Well," he said, "I could be a backup dancer." "Backup dancers have to wear belly shirts and glitter," said Mae. "So obviously, I support this plan.

  Sarah Rees Brennan

  School, Holiday, Guitar

  Sarah Rees Brennan (2010). “The Demon's Covenant”, p.220, Simon and Schuster

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• It is still summer, but the summer is no longer alive. It has come to a standstill; nothing withers, and fall is not ready to begin. There are no stars yet, just darkness.

  Tove Jansson

  Stars, Fall, Darkness

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• Do you know what I think Mayflowers are, Marilla? I think they must be the souls of the flowers that died last summer, and this is their heaven.

  Lucy Maud Montgomery

  Flower, Thinking, Heaven

  Lucy Maud Montgomery (2016). “THE TALES OF AVONLEA - Complete Collection: 16 Novels & 27 Short Stories (Including Anne Shirley Series, Chronicles of Prince Edward Island, The Story Girl & Emily Starr Trilogy)”, p.133, e-artnow

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• My very photogenic mother died in a freak accident (picnic, lightning) when I was three, and, save for a pocket of warmth in the darkest past, nothing of her subsists within the hollows and dells of memory, over which, if you can still stand my style (I am writing under observation), the sun of my infancy had set: surely, you all know those redolent remnants of day suspended, with the midges, about some hedge in bloom or suddenly entered and traversed by the rambler, at the bottom of a hill, in the summer dusk; a furry warmth, golden midges.

  Vladimir Nabokov

  Mother, Memories, Writing

  Vladimir Nabokov (2016). “Lolita”, p.3, Hamilton Books

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• The state calls Paul Winthrop to the stand." ... Paul answered the opening questions briefly, weighing his words, his eyes on Julia's. "Would you tell the court the nature of your relationship with Miss Summers?" "I'm in love with Miss Summers." The faintest of smiles touched his lips. "Completely in love with Miss Summers.

  Nora Roberts

  Eye, Missing, Lips

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• Caen las hojas, sopla el viento y la campiña pasa lentamente de los algodones estivales a sus bosques invernales.

  Henry Beston

  Country, Fall, Autumn

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• Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh.

  Rabindranath Tagore

  Song, Fall, Autumn

  Rabindranath Tagore, Mohit Kumar Ray (2007). “Poems”, p.397, Atlantic Publishers & Dist

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• I met her last summer on a moonlight boat trip.

  Tennessee Williams

  Lasts, Boat, Moonlight

  Tennessee Williams (1945). “The Glass Menagerie”, p.89, New Directions Publishing

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• Claire was struggling through last summer’s diary volume when Myrnin popped in through the portal, wearing a big floppy black hat and a kind of crazy/stylish pimp coat that covered him from neck to ankles, black leather gloves, and a black and silver walking stick with a dragon’s head on it. And, on his lapel was a button that said, If you can read this, thank a teacher.

  Rachel Caine

  Teacher, Crazy, Struggle

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• We can't possibly have a summer love. So many people have tried that the name's become proverbial. Summer is only the unfulfilled promise of spring, a charlatan in place of the warm balmy nights I dream of in April. It's a sad season of life without growth...It has no day.

  F. Scott Fitzgerald

  Dream, Spring, Night

  F. Scott Fitzgerald (2015). “The Complete Works of F. Scott Fitzgerald: Novels, Short Stories, Poetry, Articles, Letters, Plays & Screenplays: From the author of The Great Gatsby, The Side of Paradise, Tender Is the Night, The Beautiful and Damned, The Love of the Last Tycoon, The Curious Case of Benjamin Button and many other notable works”, p.268, e-artnow

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• She gazed toward the marsh that grew thicker, deeper, greener with approaching summer. Mosquitoes whined in there, breeding in the dark water. Alligators slid through it, silent death. It was a place where snakes could slither and bogs could suck the shoe right off your foot. And it was a place, she thought, that went bright and beautiful with the twinkling of fireflies, where wildflowers thrived in the shade and the stingy light. Where an eagle could soar like a king. There was no beauty without risk. No life without it.

  Nora Roberts

  Beautiful, Kings, Firefly

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• Yet, there was once a king worthy of that name. That king was Arthur. It is paramount disgrace of this evil generation that the name of that great king is no longer spoken aloud except in derision. Arthur! He was the fairest flower of our race, Cymry's most noble son, Lord of the Summer Realm, Pendragon of Britain. He wore God's favour like a purple robe. Hear then, if you will, the tale of a true king.

  Stephen R. Lawhead

  Kings, Flower, Son

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• One thing we've learned this summer is that a house is not an end in itself, any more than "home" is just one geographic location where things feel safe and familiar. Home can be anyplace in which we create our own sense of rest and peace as we tend to the spaces in which we eat and sleep and play. It is a place that we create and re-create in every moment, at every stage of our lives, a place where the plain and common becomes cherished and the ordinary becomes sacred.

  Katrina Kenison

  Home, Sleep, Play

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• Sabemos que el verano es la cumbre de la vida. No creemos en Dios ni en la perspectiva de una vida después de la muerte, así que sabemos que sólo tenemos ochenta veranos más o menos en la vida, y cada uno tiene que ser mejor que el anterior, tiene que incluir un viaje a ese centro de arte en Bard, un partido de bádminton aparentemente tranquilo en la casa de campo de algún desconocido en Vermont, y un viaje en kayak fresco, húmedo y ligeramente peligroso por un río implacable. Si no, ¿cómo sabrías que has vivido tu mejor verano? ¿Y si te has perdido algún bocado de nirvana a la sombra?

  Gary Shteyngart

  Art, Believe, Games

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• Summer School: Never stop learnin' if you want to stop earnin'. I'm reasonably sure there G's in learning and earning.

  Kami García

  School, Want, Earning

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• It was anyway all a long time ago; the world, we know now, is as it is and not different; if there was ever a time when there were passages, doors, the borders open and many crossing, that time is not now. The world is older than it was. Even the weather isn’t as we remember it clearly once being; never lately does there come a summer day such as we remember, never clouds as white as that, never grass as odorous or shade as deep and full of promise as we remember they can be, as once upon a time they were.

  John Crowley

  Weather, White, Clouds

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• Since you came back from summer break, our entire relationship is about fooling around. We never talk anymore, and I'm sick of feeling guilty for not ripping my clothes off and spreading my legs to prove I love you.

  Simone Elkeles

  Love You, Clothes, Sick

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• Últimamente, durante estos años contados con rapidez, se preguntaba qué había hecho con todos aquellos días de verano desperdiciados; ¿cómo había podido gastarlos tan despreocupadamente? Soy una tonta, se decía a sí misma cada verano, soy muy tonta; ya soy mayor y conozco el valor de las cosas. Nada se desperdicia realmente, creía sensatamente, ni siquiera la propia infancia, y entonces, cada año, una mañana de verano, el viento cálido bajaba por la calle de la ciudad por donde ella caminaba y se conmovía con el pequeño y frío pensamiento: He dejado pasar más tiempo.

  Shirley Jackson

  Morning, Taken, Cities

  Shirley Jackson (2006). "The Haunting of Hill House", p.26, Penguin

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• Salt is added to dried rose petals with the perfume and spices, when we store them away in covered jars, the summers of our past.

  Wallace Stegner

  Past, Rose, Spices

  Wallace Stegner (2000). “Angle of Repose”, p.43, Penguin

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• My granda always told me that fall's the time to root up something you don't want coming back to trouble you.' Kote mimicked the quaver of an old man's voice. 'Things are too full of life in the spring months. In the summer, they're too strong and won't let go. Autumn...' He looked around at the changing leaves on the trees. 'Autumn's the time. In autumn everything is tired and ready to die.

  Patrick Rothfuss

  Letting Go, Strong, Spring

  Patrick Rothfuss (2010). “The Name of the Wind: The Kingkiller Chonicle:”, p.33, Hachette UK

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• If he does go, the change will be doleful. Suppose he should be absent spring, summer, and autumn: how joyless sunshine and fine days will seem!

  Charlotte Bronte

  Spring, Sunshine, Autumn

  Charlotte Bronte, Emily Bronte, Anne Bronte (2009). “The Bronte Sisters: Three Novels: Jane Eyre; Wuthering Heights; and Agnes Grey (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)”, p.124, Penguin

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• I don't know how long I kept at it... I felt reasonably safe, streched out on the floor, and lay quite still. It didn't seem to be summer any more

  Sylvia Plath

  Long, Safe, Stills

  Sylvia Plath (2008). “The Bell Jar”, p.34, Faber & Faber

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• and i am a boy waiting-for the heat and fruitfulness of summer,waiting to see who will walk out of those woods for me. Waiting for my lovely summer girl

  Maggie Stiefvater

  Chica, Chicos, Esperando

  Maggie Stiefvater (2014). “Shiver Series (Shiver, Linger, Forever, Sinner)”, p.569, Scholastic Inc.

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