“I wish we could spend July by the sea, browning ourselves and feeling water-weighted hair flow behind us from a dive. I wish our gravest concerns were the summer gnats. I wish we were hungry for hot dogs and dopes, and it would be nice to smell the starch of summer linens and the faint odor of talc in blistering summer bath houses ... We could lie in long citoneuse beams of the five o'clock sun on the plage at Juan-les-Pins and hear the sound of the drum and piano being scooped out to sea by the waves.”

“I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.”

“Diana: "I wish I were rich, and I could spend the whole summer at a hotel, eating ice cream and chicken salad."Anne: "You know something, Diana? We are rich. We have sixteen years to our credit, and we both have wonderful imaginations. We should be as happy as queens."[gestures to the setting sun]Anne Shirley: "Look at that. You couldn't enjoy its loveliness more if you had ropes of diamonds.”

“Summer’s gone today; I wished a wish that it would never go away, but summer told me it couldn’t stay. So I said my goodbyes, with tear-filled eyes, and waved my farewell to the blue summer skies.”

“We were exiles from reality that summer. We were refugees from ourselves.”

“Many of us spend half our time wishing for things we could have if we didn’t spend half our time wishing.”