In summer, the song sings itself.

Quote by William Carlos Williams

Topics: End Of Summer Quotes

The better work men do is always done under stress and at great personal cost.

The better work men do is always done under stress and at great personal cost.

It is at the edge of a petal that love waits.

It is at the edge of a petal that love waits.

There is something something urgent I have to say to you and you alone but...

There is something something urgent I have to say to you and you alone but...

What power has love but forgiveness?

What power has love but forgiveness?

No price is set on the lavish summer; June may be had by the poorest...

No price is set on the lavish summer; June may be had by the poorest...

It's the end of the summer. It's the end of it all. Those days are...

It's the end of the summer. It's the end of it all. Those days are...

The summer night is like a perfection of thought.

The summer night is like a perfection of thought.

Summer time an' the livin' is easy, Fish are jumpin' an' the cotton is high.

Summer time an' the livin' is easy, Fish are jumpin' an' the cotton is high.

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...

Summer afternoon...Summer afternoon... the two most beautiful words in the English language.

Summer afternoon...Summer afternoon... the two most beautiful words in the English language.

What a beautiful, sunny morning. It makes you happy to be alive.

What a beautiful, sunny morning. It makes you happy to be alive.

Heat, ma'am! it was so dreadful here, that I found there was nothing left for...

Heat, ma'am! it was so dreadful here, that I found there was nothing left for...

People don't notice whether it's winter or summer when they're happy.

People don't notice whether it's winter or summer when they're happy.

Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability.

Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability.

Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass on a summer day...

Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass on a summer day...

Do what we can, summer will have its flies.

Do what we can, summer will have its flies.