The best Quotes and Sayings about August

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I realise that it is August: the summer's last stand.

Sara Baume, A Line Made by Walking
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August is the border between summer and autumn; it is the most beautiful month I know.

Tove Jansson
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The quiet August noon has come;
A slumberous silence fills the sky;
The winds are still, the trees are dumb,
In glassy sleep the waters lie.

William Cullen Bryant
 
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Less than a month ago all of August still stretched before us - long and golden and reassuring, like an endless period of delicious sleep.

Lauren Oliver
 
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August is a gentle reminder for not having done a single thing from your new year resolution for seven months and not doing any for the next five.

Unknown
 
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Everything good, everything magical happens between the months of June and August.

Summer, June, JulyJenny Han
 
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Breathe the sweetness that hovers in August.

Denise Levertov
 
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Nobody is perfect, but people born in August almost get there.

Unknown
 
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August is like the Sunday of summer.

Unknown
 
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August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.

Sylvia Plath
 
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If June was the beginning of a hopeful summer, and July the juice middle, August was suddenly feeling like the bitter end.

June, JulySarah Dessen
 
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August of another summer, and once again I am drinking the sun and the lilies again are spread across the water.

Mary Oliver
 
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Anyone else got the feeling that July lasted exactly three days?

Unknown
 
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Hey August, let's go out together in the next thirty days!

Unknown
 
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All the other months are just crude experiments, out of which the perfect August is made.

Unknown
 
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Summer - the seasons between spring and autumn, comprising in the Northern Hemisphere
the warmest months of the year: June, July and August.
The period of finest development, perfection, or beauty previous to any decline; the summer of life.

Summer, June, JulyCecelia Ahern
 
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In August, the large masses of berries, which, when in flower, had attracted many wild bees, gradually assumed their bright velvety crimson hue, and by their weight again bent down and broke their tender limbs.

Henry David Thoreau
 
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