“Summer was our best season: it was sleeping on the back screened porch in cots, or trying to sleep in the treehouse; summer was everything good to eat; it was a thousand colors in a parched landscape; but most of all, summer was Dill.”

— Harper Lee, book To Kill a Mockingbird

Variant: summer was our best season: it was sleeping on the back screeneed porch in cots, or trying to sleep in the treehouse; summer was everything good to eat; it was a thousand colors in a parched landscape.
Source: To Kill a Mockingbird

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American author 1926–2016

Ken Kern American writer

The Owner Built Home: A How-to-do-it Book (1972)

“Stars of the summer night!
Far in yon azure deeps,
Hide, hide your golden light!
She sleeps!
My lady sleeps!”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807–1882) American poet

The Spanish Student http://www.readbookonline.net/title/3208/, Act I, sc. iii (serenade) (1843).

“Gossip grows like weeds
In a summer meadow.
My girl and I
Sleep arm in arm.”

Kakinomoto no Hitomaro (662–710) Japanese poet

XIX, p. 21
Kenneth Rexroth's translations, One Hundred Poems from the Japanese (1955)

“Summer came.
For the books thief, everything was going nicely.
For me, the sky was the color of Jews.”

Markus Zusak book The Book Thief

Source: The Book Thief

“The early summer sky was the color of cat vomit.”

Scott Westerfeld book Uglies

Source: Uglies

“Summer — summer — summer! The soundless footsteps on the grass!”

John Galsworthy (1867–1933) English novelist and playwright

Indian Summer of a Forsyte (1918)

“No summer ever came back, and no two summers ever were alike. Times change, and people change; and if our hearts do not change as readily, so much the worse for us.”

Nathaniel Hawthorne book The Blithedale Romance

Source: The Blithedale Romance

“Under the sun the summer grasses fade.
The rose, expiring after the harsh ravage
Of the heat, languishes toward the shade.
Sleep drips from the foliage.”

Renée Vivien (1877–1909) British poet who wrote in the French language

L’herbe de l’été pâlit sous le soleil. La rose, expirant sous les âpres ravages Des chaleurs, languit vers l’ombre, et le sommeil Coule des feuillages. La fraîcheur se glisse http://www.reneevivien.com/sapho.html#fraicheur (Coolness glides...), trans. Margaret Porter (1977) Sapho http://www.reneevivien.com/sapho.html (1903)

“To paint an autumn landscape I will not try to remember what colors suit this season, I will only be inspired by the sensation that the season gives me; the icy clearness of the sour blue sky will express the season just as well as the tonalities of the leaves. My sensation itself may vary, the autumn may be soft and warm like a protracted summer or quite cool with a cold sky and lemon yellow trees that give a chilly impression and announce winter.”

Henri Matisse (1869–1954) French artist

Source: 1900s, Notes d'un Peintre (Notes of a Painter) (1908), p. 412

“I know I am but summer to your heart,
and not the full four seasons of the year.”

Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892–1950) American poet

Source: I know I am but summer to your heart (Sonnet XXVII)

“Summer was our best season: it was sleeping on the back screened porch in cots, or trying to sleep in the treehouse; summer was everything good to eat; it was a thousand colors in a parched landscape; but most of all, summer was Dill.”

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