July Quotes

“We can't possibly have a summer love. So many people have tried that the name's become proverbial. Summer is only the unfulfilled promise of spring, a charlatan in place of the warm balmy nights I dream of in April. It's a sad season of life without growth...It has no day.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise

“Summer has no day,' she said. 'We can't possibly have a summer love. So many people have tried that the name's become proverbial. Summer is only the unfulfilled promise of spring, a charlatan in place of the warm balmy nights I dream of in April. It's a sad season of life without growth...it has no day.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise

“In June we picked the clover,
And sea-shells in July:
There was no silence at the door,
No word from the sky.

A hand came out of August
And flicked his life away:
We had not time to bargain, mope,
Moralize, or pray.”
― Cecil Day-Lewis, Overtures to Death and Other Poems

“But here I am in July, and why am I thinking about Christmas pudding? Probably because we always pine for what we do not have. The winter seems cozy and romantic in the hell of summer, but hot beaches and sunlight are what we yearn for all winter.”
― Joanna Franklin Bell, Take a Load Off, Mona Jamborski

“I took him to the river and said “let’s watch something drown,” So he took a stone
and I took my necklace
and we threw it all together,
the way I always think I will get better in July. Things will change and sounds won’t ache
and I gave my heart to uncertainty so many times, and so I took him to the river,
threw the necklace in the river to slowly watch it drown, or burn, or fade away
like I’ve done so many times.”
― Charlotte Eriksson, You're Doing Just Fine

“July is a blind date with summer.”
― Hal Borland, Sundial of the Seasons

“Long has paled that sunny sky:
Echoes fade and memories die:
Autumn frosts have slain July.

Still she haunts me, phantomwise,
Alice moving under skies
Never seen by waking eyes.”
― Lewis Carroll

“Julia, I almost wish we were butterflies living an eternal summer. Today is the first day of August; it is no longer July. Summer passes, and Summer friends will melt away like snow in spring.”
― Rolf van der Wind

“Then came July like three o'clock in the afternoon, hot and listless and miserable.”
― Allie Ray, Holler

“I drifted into a summer-nap under the hot shade of July, serenaded by a cicada lullaby, to drowsy-warm dreams of distant thunder.”
― Terri Guillemets

“July, that lovely hell, all
velvet dresses and drapes
stuffed into a hot little hole.”
― Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

“We spent June and July in the Rockies, growing stronger, feeling feral in the untamed range of mountains.”
― Aspen Matis, Your Blue Is Not My Blue: A Missing Person Memoir

“As a British person living in the USA, I keep a low profile on Independence Day, July 4th.”
― Steven Magee

“It was an early, very warm morning in July, and it had rained during the night. The bare granite steamed, the moss and crevices were drenched with moisture, and all the colors everywhere had deepened. Below the veranda, the vegetation in the morning shade was like a rain forest of lush, evil leaves and flowers ...”
― Tove Jansson, The Summer Book

“I affectionately know Independence Day, July 4th, as ‘Treason Day’.”
― Steven Magee

“JULY - Joy Unlimited Locate You”
― Ifeanyi Enoch Onuoha

“it is the end of july and
the idle breeze of gentle childhood
befogs my mind once more,
as the foreign dull heat holds my body
so close i feel it’s scarce and quiet breathing
brush against my stomach.
i have not written since paris
and i feel true in my youth at last.
the sun strips me of my fatigued masquerading while summer
feeds me plump peaches and wrinkly with ripeness figs ;
softly reciting the writings of sylvia plath and patti smith.
my bare feet greedily absorb the coolness of the cerulean tiles carpeting the guest bathroom floor.
the sea covers my ears
it’s waves plaiting my hair with the pacific touch of a mother
lulling me to a somnolent state
as the lenient light of the afternoon
blinks through my fluttering eyes
and the sparse flare of wind relieves
the creases between my eyebrows.”
― adina s.

“it strikes me that the spirit of the Fourth, this year, was used up by September's end and fell like an early leaf.”
― William H. Gass, Life Sentences: Literary Judgments and Accounts

“Independence Day, July 4th, or as I know it: Out with the British day!”
― Steven Magee

“Independence Day, July 4th, or as I know it: Out with the redcoats day!”
― Steven Magee

“Independence Day, July 4th, or as I know it: The end of the USA cricket league!”
― Steven Magee

“Independence Day, July 4th, or as I know it: The end of tea parties!”
― Steven Magee

“I've got three days available in July next year, she said. So, are we going to do this thing or not?
—Calendar Girl”
― Brian Andreas, Theories of Everything

“The British know USA Independence Day on July 4th as ‘Treason Day’.”
― Steven Magee

“I suspect there are undercurrents of racism towards British people in the USA due to Independence Day, July 4th.”
― Steven Magee

“By July, a damp Southern heat had settled down on the town like warm sweet syrup.”
― Marti Healy

“There was an excitability about him that seemed it could dissipate at any moment as though he were Christmas in July but rather than sporting holiday cheer and sparkling fireworks, he offered the showing of amateur eggnog hangover and explanations about the lack of permits to the fire department.”
― J.S. Mason, Whisky Hernandez

“I think there is USA racism towards the British from the 4th of July celebrations and associated independence history.”
― Steven Magee

“July beckons us to complete what we began with fervor, harnessing our genius and triumphantly finishing the year. Embrace the power of seven and unleash your potential to leave a lasting impact.”
― Dr. Tracey Bond

“The block I grew up on had a lot of kids, some of which were the kind your parents didn’t want you to be friends with. These kids always had those crazy firework catalogs in the months leading up to July.”
― Aesop Rock