Summer blockbusters are very expensive to make. They have things that have to be expensive such as 600 effects shots or CG characters that have to go a certain way or a film design that is different but expensive.

My father was against the death penalty and that was hard in the Son of Sam summer when fear was driving the desire for the death penalty.

My mum was very conscious about fashion and my dad was born into the tailoring tradition so fashion has always been my life although now really I wear the same thing - just in different weights - light and heavy cashmere in winter and cotton in summer.

My dad was a carpenter and I would work with him during the summer and umpire on the nights I wasn't playing.

I remember opening my dad's closet and there were like 40 suits every color of the rainbow plaid and winter and summer. He had two jewelry boxes full of watches and lighters and cuff links. And just... he was that guy. He was probably unfulfilled in his life in many ways.

I stayed in Baghdad every summer until I was 14. My dad's sister is still there but many of my relatives have managed to get out. People forget that there are still people there who are not radicalized in any particular direction trying to live normal lives in a very difficult situation.

My first outdoor cooking memories are full of erratic British summers Dad swearing at a barbecue that he couldn't put together and eventually eating charred sausages feeling brilliant.

My dad had a commercial film company so he had a videotape player before anyone. So he got Mel Brooks movies or Citizen Kane or some classic old movies. And every summer the revival house in Evanston would show the great films from the '50s and '60s and '70s.

In the summer I wear shorts with a bright top and ankle boots or just sandals. I'll add a nice scarf maybe a hat some cool sunglasses. It's all about the accessories.

I once sang 'Summer Nights ' from 'Grease ' at a bar in Melbourne with John Travolta who's a good friend of mine. He looked cool singing the part of Danny - sitting in an armchair smoking a cigar - while I got stuck playing Sandy.

Like a welcome summer rain humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the earth the air and you.

Summer bachelors like summer breezes are never as cool as they pretend to be.

The first trip I remember taking was on the train from Virginia up to New York City watching the summertime countryside rolling past the window. They used white linen tablecloths in the dining car in those days and real silver. I love trains to this day. Maybe that was the beginning of my fixation with leisurely modes of travel.

Every summer my husband and I pack our suitcases load our kids into the car and drive from tense crowded New York City to my family's cottage in Maine. It's on an island with stretches of sea and sandy beaches rocky coasts and pine trees. We barbecue swim lie around and try to do nothing.

When I was in New York I was making a living. We had a summer house and a car that I could put in a garage. That's something for a stage actor.

When I grew up there wasn't air-conditioning or anything of that nature and this old car had a wall thickness of about ten inches. So we had a little warmer house in the winter and a little cooler in the summer.

In the heat of the Russian summer a sleeping car is the most horrible instrument of martyrdom imaginable.

I was an economics major in college and every summer after school I would drive my car from California from Claremont men's college at the time to New York. And I worked on Wall Street.

The summer of 2002 at the Wilson birthday party I met Van Dyke again and I made plans to have dinner with him.

I'm a summer baby so I usually have my birthday as a good summer memory.

By all these lovely tokens September days are here With summer's best of weather And autumn's best of cheer.

What I loved about 'Summer' was that they were these four bright kids with a wonderful future. In a way she was the one with the brains and then you have the beauty queen and the jock and the introvert.

What is one to say about June the time of perfect young summer the fulfillment of the promise of the earlier months and with as yet no sign to remind one that its fresh young beauty will ever fade.

No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.