Showing posts with label Summer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Summer. Show all posts

Monday, July 14, 2014

Summer, Henry James


Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.

Henry James (1843-1916)

Monday, July 7, 2014

Farewell, William Shakespeare


This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.

- William Shakespeare (1564-1616)

Monday, June 30, 2014

Rest, Sir J. Lubbock


Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass on a summer day listening to the murmur of water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is hardly a waste of time.

- Sir J. Lubbock [The Use of Life (1894), ch. IV: Recreation]

Monday, June 23, 2014

Happiness, Aristotle


One swallow does not make a summer, neither does one fine day; similarly one day or brief time of happiness does not make a person entirely happy.

- Aristotle (384BC-322BC)

Monday, June 16, 2014

Monday, June 9, 2014

June, Charles A. Aïdé


Do you recall that night in June
Upon the Danube River;
We listened to the ländler-tune,
We watched the moonbeams quiver.

- Charles A. Aïdé, Danube River.

http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/June

Monday, June 2, 2014