“I crave the freedom that comes With the sun’s drunken glare And the sharpness Of salt water. In summer, I am reborn.”— Natalie Quiles, thoughtcatalog.com
“I could taste the salt on her lips, each kiss like a summer wave breaking on an empty beach.”— Michael Faudet, twitter.com
“We were bored, we were restless, we longed to be seized by any whim or passion and follow it to the farthest reaches of our natures. We wanted to live – to die – to burst into flame – to be transformed into angels or explosions. Only the mundane offended us, as if we secretly feared it was our desti…”— Steven Millhauser, amazon.com
“Summer was here again. Summer, summer, summer. I loved and hated summers. Summers had a logic all their own and they always brought something out in me. Summer was supposed to be about freedom and youth and no school and possibilities and adventure and exploration. Summer was a book of hope. That's…”— Benjamin Alire Sáenz, amazon.com