We know that in September, we will wander through the warm winds of summer's wreckage. We will welcome summer's ghost.
The seasonal urge is strong in poets. Milton wrote chiefly in winter. Keats looked for spring to wake him up (as it did in the miraculous months of April and May, 1819). Burns chose autumn. Longfellow...
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 dre...
I heard a bird sing in the dark of December. A magical thing. And sweet to remember. We are nearer to Spring than we were in September. I heard a bird sing in the dark of December.
[T]hat old September feeling, left over from school days, of summer passing, vacation nearly done, obligations gathering, books and football in the air ... Another fall, another turned page: there was...
The last dying days of summer, fall coming on fast. A cold night, the first of the season, a change from the usual bland Maryland climate. Cold, thought the boy; his mind felt numb. The trees he could...
September 11 was terrible but, if one goes back over the history of the IRA, what happened to the Americans wasn't that terrible.
After the chaos and carnage of September 11th, it is not enough to serve our enemies with legal papers.
Any attempts at humor immediately after September 11th were deemed tasteless.
We sold OkCupid to Match in January of 2011. In September of 2012, I became CEO of all of Match, which is the operating segment of IAC that contains all of the dating properties.
The prompt assimilation of that intelligence will be essential if we are to avoid another September 11th.