And so to bed...

A collection of my Facebook "and so to bed" quotes which I sign off each night on, largely on the subject of summer and August.

And so to bed... quote for tonight is from Moonshine Noire: 

It was one of those sweltering summer days in which the air itself seems to decline as a haze suffocates the outside world. It is painfully bright whether you are looking up at that ball of burning hydrogen or down at its vivid reflection on sheer pavement. 

And so to bed... quote for tonight is from Christina Rossetti:

In the parching August wind,
Cornfields bow the head,
Sheltered in round valley depths,
On low hills outspread. 

And so to bed... quote for tonight is from John Noble Wilford: 

Mars tugs at the human imagination like no other planet. With a force mightier than gravity, it attracts the eye to the shimmering red presence in the clear night sky. 

And so to bed... quote for tonight is from Arinn Dembo:

The whole district lay panting in the heat, the burning sky clapped tight overhead like the lid of a tandoor oven. Lean goats stumbled down the narrow alleyways, udders hanging slack and dry beneath them; beggars cried for water in every village... A single stream crept along the valley floor, shrunken and muddy, and women stood ankle deep in its shallows, beating their laundry against rocks that rippled and danced in the sun. 

And so to bed... quote for tonight is from Cecil Day-Lewis: 

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 August
And flicked his life away:
We had not time to bargain, mope,
Moralize, or pray.