That night was the turning-point in the season. We had gone to bed in summer, and we awoke in autumn; for summer passes into autumn in some imaginable point of time, like the turning of a leaf.
(Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862), U.S. philosopher, author, naturalist. A Week on the Concord and Merrimack Rivers (1849), in The Writings of Henry David Thoreau, vol. 1, p. 356, Houghton Mifflin (1906).)
“When they were all ready, Halpern again counted them in, and the lyrical clarinet line floated over the strings and, Max felt, out of the open window and on, out and out over the hot, dusty July city like summer rain.”
Infinity of pure love is through the action of words a carefree at heart seek of purpose that met proposal like the sunflower blossom in summer heat of July wedding eve's around the corner the pure beauty of pure love is when you love a person and he loves you back and marrying each other without slipping through your fingertips you found your spouse talk like best friend's love like boyfriend & girlfriend that what spouse is about.
"It's never a lonely place when you have someone you truly love beside you An empty feeling is when your longing for the one you love truly feel an absent of her/him beside you like dusty summer longing for cold air shower of rain embrace"
Snake and Ladder game appears to me, in a sense, an oversimplification of life. Life is much more complex than either climbing heights or being python swallowed. For many, living has been a long summer of grazing in a deficient pasture or a cruel winter of gazing at the stars, without ever a lift or even a slide.
(Prasanna Mishra, born in 1942, lives in Bhubaneswar (India) . A former civil servant, he is a columnist and a social activist. Does not like to call a spade by any other name.)
Sometimes making decisions can be like a pool in the beginning of summer. You know what the outcome will be, but you're still hesitant. You just have to go with your gut and jump right in, and then you will feel a whole lot better.
(Decisions, hesitation, pool, choice, choices, tough, torn, fear)
Jesus' Fig Tree: He did belittle you.. but soon he'll bebig you.. and in the spring with blooms he will wig you.. in summer he'll summon a jade garb to resprig you.. and in the fall on patient twigs with fresh fruit he'll refig you.
Summer is different. We now have breakfast together, for example ... it hasn't happened in so long that we're not sure how to go about it. So we bump into each other in the kitchen. I never saw Ozzie and Harriet bump into each other in the kitchennot once. Ozzie knew his place was at the table, while Harriet knew that her place was at the stove.
(Nathan Cobb (20th century), U.S. journalist. "Call Us the Cleavers," Boston Globe (August 16, 1994).)