It was a beautiful summer afternoon, at that delicious period of the year when summer has just burst forth from the growth of spring; when the summer is yet but three days old, and all the various shades of green which nature can put forth are still in their unsoiled purity of freshness. Anthony Trollope
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  1. 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

  2. What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness. - John Steinbeck

  3. Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence. Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance. Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence. Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance. - Yoko Ono

  4. One swallow does not make a summer, neither does one fine day; similarly one day or brief time of happiness does not make a person entirely happy. - Aristotle

  5. Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time. - John Lubbock

More Quotes By Anthony Trollope
  1. There is no happiness in love, except at the end of an English novel.

  2. Romance is very pretty in novels, but the romance of a life is always a melancholy matter. They are most happy who have no story to tell.

  3. I sometimes think you despise poetry, ' said Phineas. 'When it is false I do. The difficulty is to know when it is false and when it is true.

  4. A small daily task, if it be really daily, will beat the labours of a spasmodic Hercules.

  5. I have from the first felt sure that the writer, when he sits down to commence his novel, should do so, not because he has to tell a story, but because he has a story to tell. The novelist's first novel will generally have sprung...

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