Summer Night Quotes

“I am lost in the embrace of a soft summer night, surrendering to its ecstasy while the voyeuristic fireflies wink knowingly.”
― Patricia Robin Woodruff

“And, to be honest, I thought that maybe being around you would help because you just exude happiness. You don't notice it, but you're always smiling when you're in this town. When you're talking to Junie or Ruby or Maya, or walking down the street, or eating honey taffy--- you're just... happy. I want to fell that again, too. So, so badly."
I reached over and threaded my fingers through his, and squeezed his hands tightly. "If I could give it to you, I would."
"It would taste sweet, I'm sure," he said, dropping his eyes to my mouth. "Like you."
My stomach burned. I wanted him to kiss me again, sitting on this park bench, on such a lovely summer night. The fireflies danced around us, the wind winding through the trees, and when he set his eyes on me, I felt like the only story he wanted to read.”
― Ashley Poston, A Novel Love Story

“Walking around the Quarter with its horses and buggies, cobblestone streets, and kerosene lamps felt like stepping back in time, all the way back to the time when Louise was a small child living in Fayetteville. I imagined her in a linen jumper with a white collar, skipping along the cobblestones, avoiding the cracks that would break her mother's back.
It was quiet outside as well as sweltering August temperatures kept tourists off the streets and residents inside their homes. The blocks felt private and sensual as Gabriel and I held hands and walked under the lush vegetation spilling from the baskets that hung off the balconies of the houses on St. Philip.
I could smell the sweet olive and the jasmine and I had the pleasant sensation of knowing that they were coming from outside of my body. New Orleans was my equal in scent, and as long as it was night and the air was a degree or two cooler than in the daytime I was sure I could walk around freely without attracting any unwanted attention.”
― Margot Berwin, Scent of Darkness

“Sounds fell all about me; I vibrated like still water ruffled by wind. Cicadas were out in full force...I had heard them begin at twilight and was struck with the way they actually do "start up," like an out of practice orchestra, creaking and grinding and all out of synch. The frogs added their unlocatable notes, which always seem to me to be so arbitrary and anarchistic, and crickets piped in, calling their own tune which they have been calling since the time of Pliny..”
― Annie Dillard

“...the light of my lonely summer evenings stretched past ten o'clock, the water like glass until a fish leaped and the sun lingering, lingering- a guest who wouldn't leave.”
― Blake Crouch, Upgrade

“Two boys of about eight years old ran alongside the road, taking advantage of the evening sunshine and chasing each other in the overgrown spring grass. Their feet crushed the leaves, releasing the tang of tender new growth.
She waited until the children passed, but no clarity came. Her thoughts remained as tangled as the weeds.”
― Donna Jo Stone, Joann

“Up on the hilltop the fireflies go,
to dance in the fireflies fireworks show.
Swiftly the sway among the starts,
far from the nets and the pickle jars.”
― Jennifer Black