August Sayings and Quotes

Below you will find our collection of inspirational, wise, and humorous old august quotes, august sayings, and august proverbs, collected over the years from a variety of sources.

Every year, August lashes out in volcanic fury, rising with the din of morning traffic, its great metallic wings smashing against the ground, heating the air with ever-increasing intensity. Henry Rollins
August, the summer's last messenger of misery, is a hollow actor. Henry Rollins
August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time. Sylvia Plath
The month of August had turned into a griddle where the days just lay there and sizzled. Sue Monk Kidd
August was nearly over - the month of apples and falling stars, the last care-free month for the school children. The days were not hot, but sunny and limpidly clear - the first sign of advancing autumn. Victor Nekrasov
August is that last flicker of fun and heat before everything fades and dies. The final moments of fun before the freeze. In the winter, everything changes. Rasmenia Massoud
August is a gentle reminder for not doing a single thing from your new year resolution for seven months and not doing it for next five. Crestless Wave
The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, lke the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. The weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring, and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn, but the first week of August is motionless, and hot. It is curiously silent, too, with blank white dawns and glaring noons, and sunsets smeared with too much color. Often at night there is lightning, but it quivers all alone. Natalie Babbitt
In August, an inescapable blanket of heat settled over Paducah, the last gasping breath of summer roaring its weight out over the populace. Kelsey Brickl
Less than a month ago all of August still stretched before us - long and golden and reassuring, like an endless period of delicious sleep Lauren Oliver
August is ripening grain in the fields blowing hot and sunny, the scent of tree-ripened peaches, of hot buttered sweet corn on the cob. Vivid dahlias fling huge tousled blossoms through gardens and joe-pye-weed dusts the meadow purple. Jean Hersey
August creates as she slumbers, replete and satisfied. Joseph Wood Krutch
August is the month of the high-sailing hawks. The hen hawk is the most noticeable. He likes the haze and calm of these long, warm days. He is a bird of leisure and seems always at his ease. How beautiful and majestic are his movements! John Burroughs
That August time it was delight / To watch the red moons wane to white. Algernon Charles Swinburne
Everything good, everything magical happens between the months of June and August. Jenny Han
Breathe the sweetness that hovers in August. Denise Levertov