Or I would be the rain itself, wreathing over the island, mingling in the quiet of moist places, filling its pores with its saturated breaths. And I would be the wind, whispering through the tangled woods, running airy fingers over the island’s face, tingling in the chill of concealed places, sighing secrets in the dawn. And I would be the light, flinging over the island, covering it with flash and shadow, shining on rocks and pools, softening to a touch in the glow of dusk. If I were the rain and wind and light, I would encircle the island like the sky surrounding earth, flood through it like a heart driven pulse, shine from inside it like a star in flames, burn away to blackness in the closed eyes of its night. There are so many ways I could love this island, if I were the rain.
Richard NelsonWe stepped carefully, so softly, over thorny plants. The dust had turned to mud, splattering our shoes, socks, and legs. By the time we reached the boat, our clothes were clinging to our flesh and stained with the bloody remains of mosquitoes.
Mia KirshnerTags: rain mosquitoes burma mud
My mother used to say that rain here pours like a blessing, like a thick veil that parts to reveal the bride's face. But nearly every day, when this rain parted, it revealed a long line of soldiers, like you, like death, marching toward us, and we would scatter with a practiced silence and hide.
Mia KirshnerTags: war rain death soldiers refugees burma
Solitude is the soil in which genius is planted, creativity grows, and legends bloom; faith in oneself is the rain that cultivates a hero to endure the storm, and bare the genesis of a new world, a new forest.
Mike NortonTags: plant originality solitude rain faith loneliness creativity genius alone legend forest hero weather bloom genesis creative grow endure bare cultivate
Although it wasn't raining anymore, the air was still heavy with water, and rain gutters were ringing all over Point Breeze.
Michael ChabonTags: rain
Very gently. Like there are eggshells on your pedals, and you don’t want to break them. That’s how you drive in the rain.
Garth SteinTags: rain drive gently eggshells pedals
Rain slips through your fingers as easily as words blow away in the wind, and yet it has the power to destroy your whole world.
Karen MaitlandRain amplifies your mistakes, and water on the track can make your car handle unpredictably. When something unpredictable happens you have to react to it; if you’re reacting at speed, you’re reacting too late. And so you should be afraid.
Garth SteinTags: rain mistakes speed afraid react unpredictable
Long ago an uncalled rain fell and a called-upon God stayed equally distant.
Dejan StojanovicTags: wisdom poetry god rain literature quotes thoughts poems poetry-quotes literature-quotes dejan-stojanovic
Which is just another way of blaming, and perhaps the best way, because there is solace and a certain stoical peace in blaming everything on the rain, and then blaming something as uncontrollable as the rain on something as indifferent as the Arm of the Lord.
Because nothing can be done about the rain except blaming. And if nothing can be done about it, why get yourself in a sweat about it?
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