August Quotes

Quotes tagged as "august" (showing 1-30 of 34)
Victoria Schwab
“People were messy. They were defined not only by what they'd done, but by what they would have done, under different circumstances, molded as much by their regrets as their actions, choices they stood by and those they wished they could undo. Of course, there was no going back - time only moved forward - but people could change.

For worse.

And for better.

It wasn't easy. The world was complicated. Life was hard. And so often, living hurt.

So make it worth the pain.”
Victoria Schwab, Our Dark Duet

Sylvia Plath
“August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.”
Sylvia Plath

F. Scott Fitzgerald
“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, This Side of Paradise

Sara Gruen
“The whole thing's illusion, [Jacob], and there's nothing wrong with that. It's what people want from us. It's what they expect.”
Sara Gruen, Water for Elephants

Victoria Schwab
“I didn't stop fighting," he said, the words so low he worried Kate wouldn't hear them, but she did. "I just got tired of losing. It's easier this way."

"Of course it's easier," said Kate. "that doesn't mean it's right.”
Victoria Schwab, Our Dark Duet

Victoria Schwab
“I'd rather be able to see the truth than live a lie.”
Victoria Schwab, This Savage Song

Victoria Schwab
“August stared at her, aghast. "Did I know that kissing you would bring your soul to surface? That - THAT - would have the same effect as pain or music? No, I must have missed that lesson."

She stared at him, agape. "August, was that sarcasm?”
Victoria Schwab, Our Dark Duet

R.J. Palacio
“One of the reasons I grew my hair long last year was that I like how my bangs cover my eyes: it helps me block out the things I don't want to see."
-August thinking”
R.J. Palacio, Wonder

F. Scott Fitzgerald
“Summer has no day,' she said. '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 has no day.”
F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise

Elizabeth Enright
“Did you know that a bee dies after he stings you? And that there's a star called Aldebaran? And that around the tenth of August, any year, you can look up in the sky at night and see dozens and dozens of shooting stars?”
Elizabeth Enright, Then There Were Five

Sue Monk Kidd
“The month of August had turned into a griddle where the days just lay there and sizzled.”
Sue Monk Kidd, The Secret Life of Bees

Rick Bragg
“The children start school now in August. They say it has to do with air-conditioning, but I know sadism when I see it.”
Rick Bragg, My Southern Journey: True Stories from the Heart of the South

Tove Jansson
“Every year, the bright Scandinavian summer nights fade without anyone's noticing. One evening in August you have an errand outdoors, and all of a sudden it's pitch-black. It is still summer, but the summer is no longer alive.”
Tove Jansson, The Summer Book
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Viktor Nekrasov
“August was nearly over - the month of apples and falling stars, the last care-free month for the school children. The days were not hot, but sunny and limpidly clear - the first sign of advancing autumn.”
Viktor Nekrasov

Crestless Wave
“August is a gentle reminder for not doing a single thing from your new year resolution for seven months and not doing it for next five.”
Crestless Wave

Cecil Day-Lewis
“In June we picked the clover,
And sea-shells in July:
There was no silence at the door,
No word from the sky.

A hand came out of August
And flicked his life away:
We had not time to bargain, mope,
Moralize, or pray.”
Cecil Day-Lewis, Overtures to Death and Other Poems

Victoria Schwab
“The perfectly good car comes with a perfectly dangerous girl.”
Victoria Schwab, This Savage Song
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Victoria Schwab
“Can't rush art.”
Victoria Schwab, This Savage Song
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“Everyone deserves a standing ovation because we all overcometh the world.

Todo el mundo merece una ovación de pie porque todos hemos vencido al mundo.”

Mary Oliver
“The Pond"

August of another summer, and once again
I am drinking the sun
and the lilies again are spread across the water.
I know now what they want is to touch each other.
I have not been here for many years
during which time I kept living my life.
Like the heron, who can only croak, who wishes he
could sing,
I wish I could sing.
A little thanks from every throat would be appropriate.
This is how it has been, and this is how it is:
All my life I have been able to feel happiness,
except whatever was not happiness,
which I also remember.
Each of us wears a shadow.
But just now it is summer again
and I am watching the lilies bow to each other,
then slide on the wind and the tug of desire,
close, close to one another,
Soon now, I'll turn and start for home.
And who knows, maybe I'll be singing.”
Mary Oliver, Felicity

Sara Baume
“This morning, the sun endures past dawn. I realise that it is August: the summer's last stand.”
Sara Baume, A Line Made by Walking

Bruno Schulz
“Now the windows, blinded by the glare of the empty square, had fallen asleep. The balconies declared their emptiness to heaven; the open doorways smelt of coolness and wine.”
Bruno Schulz, The Street of Crocodiles

Sara Gruen
“It's hard to reconcile this August with the other one. and to be honest I don't try very hard. I've seen flashes of this August before-This brightness, this conviviality, this generosity of spirit-but I know what he's capable of, and I won't forget it. The others can believe what they like, but I don't believe for a second that this is the real August and the other an aberration And yet I can see how they might be fooled-”
Sara Gruen, Water for Elephants

“Take me to that island where people celebrate in the streets in August, -No Titles Required!
Take me to Barbados..246”
Charmaine J. Forde

Judith M. Fertig
“The flavor that came to me was a luscious Suncrest peach that I once had in California. This heirloom variety needed time to ripen on the tree to achieve its peak flavor. Unlike other peaches that were picked unripe so they would ship more easily. Suncrest peaches had to be eaten right away. But they were worth it- fragrant, luscious, juice-dripping-down-your-chin perfection.
The problem was that I didn't have any peach mousse or filling. But I quickly improvised.
"You're getting married in August, when peaches are in season," I said. "Taste our browned butter yellow cake with a little apricot and some vanilla-almond buttercream, and see what you think."
As they each took a small bite of what I hoped would be their signature cake flavors, I was drawn back into the taste of the peach. It was juicy and sweet, but as I got close to the center of the peach, their was an off flavor of rot. In my mind's eye, I could see a darkened area close to the center that would soon cause the peach to wither. I knew what that meant.
I didn't know whose life would be blighted, but these golden days were few. They wouldn't have much time together.”
Judith M. Fertig, The Memory of Lemon

Barbara Delinsky
“Quinnipeague in August was a lush green place where inchworms dangled from trees whose leaves were so full that the eaten parts were barely missed. Mornings meant 'thick o' fog' that caught on rooftops and dripped, blurring weathered gray shingles while barely muting the deep pink of rosa rugosa or the hydrangea's blue. Wood smoke filled the air on rainy days, pine sap on sunny ones, and wafting through it all was the briny smell of the sea.”
Barbara Delinsky, Sweet Salt Air

“El señor Traseronian miró al público.
-"Más amables de lo necesario" - repitió -. Qué frase tan maravillosa, ¿verdad? Más amables de lo necesario. Porque no basta con ser amables. Uno debería ser más amable de lo necesario. Les diré por qué me encanta esa frase, esa idea: es porque me recuerda que, como seres humanos, llevamos dentro no solo la capacidad de ser amables, sino la elección de poder ser amables.”
Palacio R. J.

Charles Rafferty
“When you stand on the banks
of Penn Swamp Pond in August,
those injuries can save your life
and keep you picking till the bush is bare.”
Charles Rafferty, Where the Glories of April Lead

Kelsey Brickl
“In August, an inescapable blanket of heat settled over Paducah, the last gasping breath of summer roaring its weight out over the populace.”
Kelsey Brickl, Paint

“Your acts are your monuments”
R. J. Palacios

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