144 Quotes About June

End the first half with vigor; start the second with tenacity, and stay focused to the very end!

June would always be Charlotte's favorite month on Quinnipeague. She loved the frothy roil of the sea as it recovered from a day of rain, and in those early mornings, before the fog lifted and sun warmed the island, there was nothing, nothing better than a wood fire, wool socks, and hot chocolate made from scratch.

What’s the point of keeping in touch with the girl you’re crazy about, when you’re dying?

I've never thought of describing her beauty as delicate, because delicate just isn't a word that fits June... but here, now that she's sick, I realize just how fragile she can be.

He loved you.

There are two seasons in Scotland: June and Winter

Is it birthday weather for you, dear soul?Is it fine your way,With tall moon-daisies alight, and the moleBusy, and elegant hares at playBy meadow paths where once you would strollIn the flush of day?

(June had drawn out every leaf on the trees. The mothers of Pimlico gave suck to their young. Messages were passing from the Fleet to the Admiralty. Arlington Street and Piccadilly seemed to chafe the very air in the Park and lift its leaves hotly, brilliantly, on waves of that divine vitality which Clarissa loved. To dance, to ride, she had adored all that.)

At this moment, all I'm thinking about is what I'd give up for the chance to kiss her or to run my fingers through her dark hair.