Quotes About Rain

It was as though on the smell of the rain came her perfume still, and in the empty theater I could hear the throb of her beating heart.

In this soft rainy realm, where water sings as it falls from the darkening leaves, as the earth falls from the uneven edges above

We live in a world of accidents finally, in which only aesthetic principles have a consistency of which we can be sure. Right and wrong we will struggle with forever, striving to create and maintain an ethical balance; but the shimmer of summer rain under the street

Y nuestro cerebro da color a la lluvia. Y el trueno es como algo que recuerda algo. Stan Rice.

and then she was lying naked beneath the rain and the storm, the angry heavens and Simon of Navarre's golden eyes.

She remembered the feel of wind on summer nights - how it billows through the house and wafts the curtains and smells of tar and roses. How a sleeping baby weighs so heavily on your shoulder, like ripe fruit. What privacy it is to walk in the rain beneath the drip and crackle of your own umbrella.

Adulation is like rain. You can only get so wet.

Along its raw dirt floor, puddles of afternoon rain reflected the starlit sky, like jagged slivers of mirror.

Then rain began to fall in an extravagant tantrum. High up in mountain country though we were, every little river became a huge muscled snake, and the water wanted to find out everything

A SOFT fall rain slips down through the trees and the smell of ocean is so strong that it can almost be licked off the air.

For raging wind blows up incessant showers

Ellen had always loved the rain. She didn't understand why people rushed through it, avoided it and ducked out of it, but she was glad.

Stavia saw herself as in a picture, from the outside, a darkly cloaked figure moving along a cobbled street, the stones sheened with a soft, early spring rain.

along a cobbled street, the stones sheened with a soft, early spring rain. On either side the gutters ran with an infant chuckle and gurgle, baby streams being amused with themselves. The

Then she tells me that Jesus is still here because Jesus was once here. And parts of Jesus are still floating in the air. She tells me Jesus' DNA is part of the collective DNA. She tells we are all part of Jesus, we are all Jesus in part. She tells me to breathe deep during all our storms because you can sometimes taste Jesus in a good, hard rain.

There are so many new skyscrapers being built in our city of rain, I wonder if everybody's spirit animal is now the construction crane.

I live to tear demons apart. Bring the bastards on. (Sin) Agreed…bring on the rain. The one thing I learned from Astrid is that life isn't about finding shelter in a storm. It's about learning to dance in the rain. I don't care what I kill as long as I get bloody while doing it. (Zarek)

...sunlight is (life and day are)only loaned:whereas night is given(night and death and the rain are given;and given is how beautifully snow)

And the pond's stillness nippled as if by rain instead is pocked with life.

I live in between My heart's compassion-rain And my life's oneness-gain.

I'm watching the Weather Channel more than I've ever watched it. I'm scared to death it's going to rain.

Mind you, with the number of ale barrels that had been broached already, they would probably have bellowed their agreement if Erak had declared that from now on, the sun would rise in the west and everybody must walk on their hands when it rained.

Weep no more, nor sigh, nor groan,Sorrow calls no time that's gone;Violets plucked, the sweetest rainMakes not fresh nor grow again.

Still the rain kept pouring, falling on my ears,And I wonder, still I wonder, who'll stop the rain.