I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of the summer. My bank of wild grass is majestic and full of music. It is a fire that solitude presses against my lips.

Quote by Violette Leduc

Topics: Summer Love Quotes

To see the Summer Sky Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie...True Poems...

To see the Summer Sky Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie...True Poems...

In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible...

In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible...

Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it.

Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it.

Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare, And left the flushed print in a poppy...

Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare, And left the flushed print in a poppy...

In June, as many as a dozen species may burst their buds on a single...

In June, as many as a dozen species may burst their buds on a single...

In winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer quite...

In winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer quite...

Oh, the summer night Has a smile of light And she sits on a sapphire...

Oh, the summer night Has a smile of light And she sits on a sapphire...

If a June night could talk, it would probably boast it invented romance.

If a June night could talk, it would probably boast it invented romance.

I question not if thrushes sing, If roses load the air; Beyond my heart I...

I question not if thrushes sing, If roses load the air; Beyond my heart I...

What is one to say about June, the time of perfect young summer, the fulfillment...

What is one to say about June, the time of perfect young summer, the fulfillment...