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Quotations about Hot Weather
Welcome to my page of quotations about hot weather, summer weather, and the heat. Living in Phoenix, Arizona, I know a thing or two about it. It's no picnic, but as many of my fellow Phoenicians say, better than digging your car out of the snow. Stay cool, and enjoy the quotes!
It is difficult to be good-natured in a hot day. Intense heat destroys even the temper of steel, and why not that of flesh and blood? ~George D. Prentice
I am cruel thirsty this hot weather.... Nothing makes me so excessively peevish as hot weather. ~Jonathan Swift, 1711 ("Journal to Stella")
It's so hot I put everything off. Hot weather is the mother of procrastination. My energy is at ebb tide. I'm getting caloricly stupid. Tried to read... Mind stumbled on a ponderous perioration and fell in between two paragraphs and lay unconscious for ten minutes. ~Thomas Edison, diary, 1885
Dear beautiful Spring weather, I miss you. Was it something I said? ~“Skipper” Kim Corbin, 2009 May 6th tweet, iskip.com
What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps one in a continual state of inelegance. ~Jane Austen, letter to Cassandra, 1796 September 18th (Rowling, Kent)
But these were found in the East and South
Where Winter is the clime forgot...
~Gerard Manley Hopkins, "For a Picture of St. Dorothea"
Ambition and the thermometer always move in opposite directions. ~Mary Wilson Little, Reveries of a Paragrapher, 1897
Tamely to state that the sun was shining hotly upon us does not even begin to express an idea of the blazing, panting, almost shriveling radiance which poured over us in central Florida that unwinking September noon.
The placidly rotting wharf actually gave forth a charred smell — as if it intended to break into a flame presently. "Heat's healthy and it's free" was the suggestion thrown broadcast.
In spite of hosts of queer trees, nowhere was there a shadow. For the palmettos were not even umbrellas but only umbrella-skeletons, and the pine trees poled themselves so gauntly high in the air before condescending to stick out their bare pins of leaves that such shadow as they cast became all hopelessly mixed up with the scorching sunlight again before it ultimately reached the ground. ~Marion Hill, McAllister's Grove, 1917
At night, hot weather opens the skull of a city, exposing its white brain and its central nerves, which sizzle like the inside of an electric-light bulb. ~Truman Capote, "New York," 1946
There are no clearly defined seasons in South Alabama; summer drifts into autumn, and autumn is sometimes never followed by winter, but turns to a days-old spring that melts into summer again. That fall was a long one, hardly cool enough for a light jacket. ~Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird, 1960 [Phoenix, too!
The year has now attained his manhood, and we are in midsummer; the sun is in full power, and at noon all nature is silent under his spell; even the bee hangs silent upon the flower; the mowers rest in the fields, and lay themselves down in the hot sun to sleep away the midday hour.... The pulse of nature stands still. Glancing across the plain, you see the rarefied and glimmering air ascending from the heated earth.... Now is the season for bathing, whether in river or ocean. How delicious is a plunge in this thirsty weather! ~"July," Eliza Cook's Journal, 1850 July 6th
Nobody in this family lies in the sun. You work in the sun, you lie in the shade. We don't have air-conditioning, of course. "If you'd work up a little sweat out there, the shade ought to feel good enough for you," is Dad's thinking. Air-conditioning is for the weak and indolent. This isn't the Ritz, you know. Be thankful for a little breeze.
It was luxuries like A/C that brought down the Roman Empire. With A/C, their windows were shut, they couldn't hear the barbarians coming. ~Garrison Keillor, "Summer," Lake Wobegon Days, 1985, garrisonkeillor.com
The burning sun, high at its zenith hung,
And holding o'er the sky its flaming crown
Stayed at the noon mark and would not go down.
The scorching rays drank up the ocean spray,
While e'en the mist fled from my lips away,
And mounting to the heavens, formed a screen
As red as blood,—the sea and sun between...
Scorched by the sun... All dead! What scenes—what scenes!
~Ellsworth R. Bathrick, Beauty on Ice: A Thrilling Tale of a Ruined Realm, 1899
Once, it was so damned dry, the bushes followed the dogs around. ~Nancy Dedera, quoted in You Know You're an Arizona Native, When…, compiled by Don Dedera, 1993
'Heat, ma'am!' I said, 'it was so dreadful here, that I found there was nothing left for it but to take off my flesh and sit in my bones.' ~Sydney Smith (1771–1845)
Midsummer noontide in a sky of brass:
The sun like flame licks at the blistered earth,
And shrivels up the blades of withering grass...
~John Gould Fletcher, "Midsummer Love"
Never kick a fresh turd on a hot day. ~Harry S. Truman
The damned heat was getting to his brain. ~Erik Tomblin, Riverside Blues, 2005
Then there's the one about the fellow who complained of the excessive heat the other day, when the thermometer read 90. "It isn't hot, brother," comforted a war correspondent just back from Ethiopia, "until the chair gets up when you do!" ~Walter Winchell, August 1937
I only wish I could believe
While here in the flesh I moan,
That heat is cold and cold is heat,
I'd make a temperate zone...
I cannot... crawl from out my heated flesh
While winds blow through my bones.
Yet, I can dream of frost and snow,
Icicles and icebergs grand...
~J. H. Harding, "Hot Weather Philosophy" (90° in the shade, August 7th, 1906)
Ninety-two in the shade!
Is the earth growing colder?
The assertion's been made—
Ninety-two in the shade!
Claret, ice, lemonade,
Jane shall bring, for I told her.
Ninety-two in the shade!
Is the earth growing colder?
~Exul (Richard Le Gallienne, 1866–1947), "92°," July, Twilight and Candle-shades, 1888 [pseudonym identification per T. J. Carty
Poetic words flow much better in pleasant climes
Springtime and autumn, more friendly for rhymes
Winter's good too, we self-reflect well in cold times
But blazing summer melts words and numbs minds
~Terri Guillemets, "Spring's sure well-done over, at 100°," April 25th, 2019
When a person is accustomed to 138 in the shade, his ideas about cold weather are not valuable.... when they said it was now "cold weather," I saw that they had traveled outside of their sphere of knowledge and were floundering. I believe that in India, "cold weather" is merely a conventional phrase and has come into use through the necessity of having some way to distinguish between weather which will melt a brass door-knob and weather which will only make it mushy. ~Mark Twain
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