{"quotes":[{"text":"Now the windows, blinded by the glare of the empty square, had fallen asleep. The balconies declared their emptiness to heaven; the open doorways smelt of coolness and wine.","author":"Bruno Schulz","tags":["august","summer","summer-and-the-city"],"id":7748,"author_id":"Bruno+Schulz"},{"text":"August has passed, and yet summer continues by force to grow days. They sprout secretly between the chapters of the year, covertly included between its pages.","author":"Jonathan Safran Foer","tags":["august","imagery","page-109","summer","time"],"id":27611,"author_id":"Jonathan+Safran+Foer"},{"text":"One of the reasons I grew my hair long last year was that I like how my bangs cover my eyes: it helps me block out the things I don't want to see.'-August thinking.","author":"R.J. Palacio","tags":["august","reasons","wonder"],"id":31651,"author_id":"R.J.+Palacio"},{"text":"You do right by me, I'll show you a life most suckers can't even dream of.","author":"Sara Gruen","tags":["august","book","jacob","laugh","life","live","love","marlena","quote","water-for-elephants"],"id":50853,"author_id":"Sara+Gruen"},{"text":"I just completed a long car trip on a Sunday in August with two small children, which believe me is enough to convince you that Samuel Beckett was right about everything.","author":"Lev Grossman","tags":["august","car-trips","kids","road-trips","samuel-beckett"],"id":72720,"author_id":"Lev+Grossman"},{"text":"This morning, the sun endures past dawn. I realise that it is August: the summer's last stand.","author":"Sara Baume","tags":["a-line-made-by-walking","august","sara-baume","summer","sun"],"id":237743,"author_id":"Sara+Baume"},{"text":"The whole thing's illusion, [Jacob], and there's nothing wrong with that. It's what people want from us. It's what they expect.","author":"Sara Gruen","tags":["august","expect","illusion","sarah-gruen","water-for-elephants"],"id":275451,"author_id":"Sara+Gruen"},{"text":"In August, an inescapable blanket of heat settled over Paducah, the last gasping breath of summer roaring its weight out over the populace.","author":"Kelsey Brickl","tags":["august","breath","gasping","heat","kentucky","paducah","summer"],"id":314987,"author_id":"Kelsey+Brickl"},{"text":"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 AugustAnd flicked his life away:We had not time to bargain, mope,Moralize, or pray.","author":"Cecil Day-Lewis","tags":["august","death","july","june","seashells","summer"],"id":316889,"author_id":"Cecil+Day-Lewis"},{"text":"August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.","author":"Sylvia Plath","tags":["august","autumn","fall","nature","seasons","summer","time"],"id":320640,"author_id":"Sylvia+Plath"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":16,"pages":2,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}