Inspirational summer nights quotes will challenge the way you think, change the way you live and transform your whole life.
Famous Summer Nights Quotes
The night wears on; the fire dwindles; the wind shifts and my heart aches with nostalgia summer camps and catching lightning bugs and August skies aflame with stars. The way the desert smells and the long, wistful sigh of wind rushing down from the mountains as the sun dips beneath the horizon. Rick Yancey
Even so, there were times I saw freshness and beauty. I could smell the air, and I really loved rock n roll. Tears were warm, and girls were beautiful, like dreams. I liked movie theaters, the darkness and intimacy, and I liked the deep, sad summer nights. Haruki Murakami
Her love was like endless summer nights unforgettable. J. Wolf
The dreamy days and sticky nights of summer were already calling, as if anything could happen. C.J. Carlyon
Speak to the breeze cautiously during those lonely summer nights. Marlen Komar
Summer has always been good to me, even the bittersweet end, with the slanted yellow light. Paul Monette
Oh, how beautiful is the summer night, which is not night, but a sunless, yet unclouded, day, descending upon earth with dews and shadows and refreshing coolness! How beautiful the long mild twilight, which, like a silver clasp, unites today with yesterday. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
All I cared about that summer were suntans, beaches, boys and booze. Shannon Celebi
It was one of the warm nights at the end of summer that makes promises that won’t be kept. Cinda Williams Chima
The night wears on; the fire dwindles; the wind shifts and my heart aches with nostalgia summer camps and catching lightning bugs and August skies aflame with stars. The way the desert smells and the long, wistful sigh of wind rushing down from the mountains as the sun dips beneath the horizon. Rick Yancey
The summer night is like a perfection of thought. Wallace Stevens
Overhead hung a summer sky furrowed with the rush of rockets; and from the east a late moon, pushing up beyond the lofty bend of the coast, sent across the bay a shaft of brightness which paled to ashes in the red glitter of the illuminated boats. Edith Wharton
On summer nights when the windows are open, you can listen in on people’s lives babies crying, kids laughing, radios blaring, mothers yelling, couples fighting. Funny thing is, the sounds are always the same. Even though different people come and go, the sounds stay the same. I like that. It makes me feel a part of something big, something never ending, like the stars. Jackie French Koller
These summer nights are short. Going to bed before midnight is unthinkable and talk, wine, moonlight and the warm air are often in league to defer it one, two or three hours more. It seems only a moment after falling asleep out of doors that dawn touches one gently on the shoulder, and, completely refreshed, up one gets, or creeps into the shade or indoors for another luxurious couple of hours. The afternoon is the time for real sleep into the abyss one goes to emerge when the colours begin to revive and the world to breathe again about five o’clock, ready once more for the rigours and pleasures of late afternoon, the evening, and the night. Patrick Leigh Fermor
The summer night was starless and stirless, with distant spasms of silent lightning. Vladimir Nabokov
In the trees the night wind stirs, bringing the leaves to life, endowing them with speech; the electric lights illuminate the green branches from the under side, translating them into a new language. E.B. White
Summer night even the stars are whispering to each other. Kobayashi Issa
Summer has always been good to me, even the bittersweet end, with the slant of yellow light. Paul Monette
Press close, bare bosomed Night! Press close, magnetic, nourishing Night! Night of south winds! Night of the large, few stars! Still, nodding Night! Mad, naked, Summer Night! Walt Whitman
Like ghosts the children walked across the lawn on their bare feet. The moon was full. Above the damp grass hung a veil of mist, luminous with moonlight and spangled with fireflies. There was no wind, and the sound of the brook was very distinct, tinkling, splashing, running softly. It made Mona think of an ancient fountain, shaped like a shell, covered with moss, and set in a secluded garden. Something she half remembered, or imagined. Elizabeth Enright
Every summer there are a number of nights, not many, but a number, when everything is perfect. The light, the warmth, the smells, the mist, the birdsong the moths. Who can sleep? Who wants to? Fredrik Sjöberg
The summer night was settling upon the neighborhood like a dark lace veil, casting dappled shadows on the roofs and sidewalks and lawns. Victoria Kahler
The summer demands and takes away too much. But night, the reserved, the reticent, gives more than it takes. John Ashbery
It’s like one of those summer nights with your friends by the ocean. You’re drinking straight from the bottle, singing the memories of the best years and for just that night you’re infinite. You’re exactly where you’re supposed to be. There is no future. You have earned the present. And I’m taking trains to nowhere, hoping to be able to hold on to these few moments on stage every night. And I’m thinking that I’m me, and this very moment, I’m actually okay with that. Charlotte Eriksson
We all need a miracle or two or three to cling to, and I will always cling to the miracle of fireflies on a summer’s night. Brenda Sutton Rose
I’ll save a spot for you on the hood of my truck. Laura Miller
This summer night deep down under the stars was all the things you would ever feel or see or hear in your life, drowning you all at once. Ray Bradbury
Cabel felt the familiar nostalgic excitement of the endless possibilities encapsulated in a summers night at Silver Beach. He smiled at himself as a boy and, more ruefully, at the man who now stood on the worn planks of the boardwalk. This night held no possibilities for him, though it was pleasant to remember a time when it did. Erin Farwell
Tis moonlight, summer moonlight,All soft and still and fair; The solemn hour of midnight Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere. Emily Bronte
During my childhood, I saw at least ten thousand fireflies shimmering their amber lights in the darkness and never once longed to dissect a single one to discover the source of its magic. I’m older now, my youth behind me, and fireflies continue to fill me with the joy of childhood. I refuse to dissect their magic. We all need a miracle or two or three to cling to, and I will always cling to the miracle of fireflies on a summer’s night. Brenda Sutton Rose
Overhead hung a summer sky furrowed with the rush of rockets; and from the east a late moon, pushing up beyond the lofty bend of the coast, sent across the bay a shaft of brightness which paled to ashes in the red glitter of the illuminated boats. Edith Wharton
We came out on Coldra Crescent, one of those warm air nights, stars spitting in the sky like firebugs stuck on a big black velvet rump. A summer night to make anybody with standard glands feel that tidy homes, spring mattresses, four guaranteed meals per day, and legalised religion were all criminal to human development. Ron Berry
If a June night could talk, it would probably boast it invented romance. Bern Williams
Seen from above, the canopy of oak and make and pine is pierced by the pond, which looks back at you like some green eye, knowing and ancient. The air above the pond dives into clefts of coolness, then rises up at the warmth of the margins. Down the path, filigrees of blackflies and mosquitos dance in the heat waves given off by men and women and their domestic fires. Joyous bats dart about. Grace Dane Mazur
I am lost in the embrace of a soft summer night, surrendering to its ecstasy while the voyeuristic fireflies wink knowingly. Patricia Robin Woodruff
Those are the best evenings, when we fill up on bread bowls stuffed to the brim with clam chowder and then spend the full moon drenched night on the empty pier, gathering the thick, swirling clouds of raw magic. I wouldn’t be able to spend late nights with Remy, cozied up in my room with magic infused globes floating around us as we watch the latest episode of Demon Slayer projected on my ceiling, while sipping charmed mugs of yuzu honey tea. Julie Abe
These summer nights are short. Going to bed before midnight is unthinkable and talk, wine, moonlight and the warm air are often in league to defer it one, two or three hours more. It seems only a moment after falling asleep out of doors that dawn touches one gently on the shoulder, and, completely refreshed, up one gets, or creeps into the shade or indoors for another luxurious couple of hours. The afternoon is the time for real sleep into the abyss one goes to emerge when the colours begin to revive and the world to breathe again about five o’clock, ready once more for the rigours and pleasures of late afternoon, the evening, and the night. Patrick Leigh Fermor
The light of my lonely summer evenings stretched past ten o’clock, the water like glass until a fish leaped and the sun lingering, lingering a guest who wouldn’t leave. Blake Crouch
It is as if everything else in the world stops as we lie here in the summer night. Huntley Fitzpatrick
