“Summer romances end for all kinds of reasons. But when all is said and done, they have one thing in common: They are shooting stars-a spectacular moment of light in the heavens, a fleeting glimpse of eternity. And in a flash, they're gone.”— Nicholas Sparks, amazon.com
“There's nothing more to the story. When we met he looked like forever & I swore I'd love him slow as summer. It's been August ever since.”— Amanda Torroni, amandatorroni.tumblr.com
“You have the scent of saltwater during the day from the humidity in the air and the fragrance of expensive perfumes and colognes that cling to my skin and my clothes, and I find your smell lingering everywhere I go.”— Liz Rae, thoughtcatalog.com
“There is nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shore, no matter how many times it is sent away.”— Unknown, like-thorns-on-a-rose.tumblr.com
“The only way I could describe what kissing him felt like was, like the last day of school, knowing that months of freedom and sunshine lay before you, the feeling that you could do anything you wanted and time stretched out in endless possibilities.”— Robin Benway, amazon.com
“Sweet, sweet burn of sun and summer wind, and you my friend, my new fun thing, my summer fling.”— k. d. lang, youtube.com
“It’s summer when she smiles, I’m laughing like a child, / It’s the summer of our lives; we’ll contain it for a while / She holds the heat, the breeze of summer in the circle of her hand / I’d be happy with this summer if it’s all we ever had.”— Maggie Stiefvater, amazon.com
“I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.”— John Keats, amazon.com