Share this sentence
Discover more quotes
Previous Quote
August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.
— Sylvia Plath
Next Quote
The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning.
— Natalie Babbitt
Loading recommended content...