I was born in August, no July, 1908.

One of the reasons I grew my hair long last year was that I like how my bangs cover my eyes: it helps me block out the things I don’t want to see.”-August thinking

Everyone deserves a standing ovation because we all overcometh the world.Todo el mundo merece una ovación de pie porque todos hemos vencido al mundo.

You do right by me, I’ll show you a life most suckers can’t even dream of.

The whole thing’s illusion, [Jacob], and there’s nothing wrong with that. It’s what people want from us. It’s what they expect.

Now the windows, blinded by the glare of the empty square, had fallen asleep. The balconies declared their emptiness to heaven; the open doorways smelt of coolness and wine.

We made love like September swims in August. But that’s natural, because it’s too cold to go swimming in October.

August has passed, and yet summer continues by force to grow days. They sprout secretly between the chapters of the year, covertly included between its pages.

She divorced me August 10 of 2000, but she never was able to completely get rid of me. Don’t ask me why.

I just completed a long car trip on a Sunday in August with two small children, which believe me is enough to convince you that Samuel Beckett was right about everything.

I’ll never be August Wilson – but what I can be is more of myself.