In many places of the world, the year is divided in summer, autumn (or fall), winter and spring. This is a collection of proverbs and quotes about summer.
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A swallow does not make the summer.One good event does not mean that everything is going to be fine.
By all these lovely tokensHelen Hunt Jackson
September days are here,
With summer’s best of weather
And autumn’s best of cheer.
Do what we can, summer will have its flies.
Everything good, everything magical happens between the months of June and August.Jenny Han
Fairest of the months!R. Combe Miller
Ripe summer's queen
The hey-day of the year
With robes that gleam with sunny sheen
Sweet August doth appear.
February, when the days of winter seem endless and no amount of wistful recollecting can bring back any air of summer.Shirley Jackson
He flies into the flame, the summer insect.
He was as noble and fair in face as an elf-lord, as strong as a warrior, as wise as a wizard, as venerable as a king of dwarves, and as kind as summer.J.R.R. Tolkien
Source: The Hobbit - Chapter 3 - A Short Rest
About Elrond.
If the winter is too cold and the summer is too hot, you are not a hiker.(unknown author)
It is not summer until the crickets sing.
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.Charles Dickens
Source: Great Expectations
No Spring nor Summer Beauty hath such graceJohn Donne
as I have seen in one Autumnal face.
One swallow doesn't make a summer.
Summer will not last for ever.
The bee works all summer and eats honey all winter.
The bee, from her industry in the summer, eats honey all the winter.
The grasshoppers sang all the summer, and starved all the winter.Elizabeth Gaskell
Source: Life of Charlotte Brontë
The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly changes from the summer cottons into its winter wools.Henry Beston
The summer comes and kisses the child, the winter comes and kills it.
The summer dream beneath the tamarind tree.Edgar Allan Poe
The summer insect cannot talk of ice; the frog in the well cannot talk of heaven.
The summer insect knows not ice.
Until the crickets sing it is not summer.
What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.John Steinbeck
Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all.Stanley Horowitz
Youth has its romance, and maturity its wisdom, as morning and spring have their freshness, noon and summer their power, night and winter their repose.Elizabeth Gaskell
Source: The Life of Charlotte Brontë — Volume 2
