A sudden damp coldness clung to the air around us. I lifted my head, eyeing the burnt orange sky. One drop of water fell, splashing off my cheek. Then the sky opened up, drenching us in cold rain within seconds.
I sighed. "Really, it has to rain?
Rain is a lullaby heard through a thick, isolating blanket of clouds. It is the tinkling harp of water droplets; a moist breath whistling through willow reeds; a pattering beat background to the mourner's melody. Rain is a soft song of compassion for the brokenhearted.
Richelle E. GoodrichTag: melancholy rain sadness mourning grief depression heartbreak heartache richelle raindrops richelle-goodrich
It was a bad night to be about with such a feeling in one's heart. The rain was cold, pitiless and increasing. A damp, keen wind blew down the cross streets leading from the river. The fumes of the gas works seemed to fall with the rain. The roadway was muddy; the pavement greasy; the lamps burned dimly; and that dreary district of London looked its very gloomiest and worst.
("The Old House In Vauxhall Road")
Tag: rain london rainstorm london-weather
They've never known a time when people drank rain water because it was pure, or could eat snow, or swim in any river or brook. The last time I drove to Washington the traffic was so bad that I could have made better time with a horse.
Madeleine L'EngleTag: humor history rain change environment mankind horse earth snow traffic poignant river pure brook next-generation a-wind-in-the-door
No rain but thunder, and the sound of giants.
Mike MignolaThe Sun after the rain is much beautiful than the Sun before the rain!
Mehmet Murat ildanTag: rain
You can dance in the storm. Don't wait for the rain to be over before because it might take too long. You can can do it now. Wherever you are, right now, you can start, right now; this very moment.
Israelmore AyivorTag: dance procrastination rain dream storm action today excuses dare go potential act move don-t-give-up start now never-give-up do-it this-moment don-t-quit right-now do-it-now
I woke to the sound of rain.
Sylvia PlathTag: simple rain subtle beauty-in-literature
Colors shone with exceptional clarity in the rain. The ground was a deep black, the pine branches a brilliant green, the people wrapped in yellow looking like special spirits that were allowed to wander over the earth on rainy mornings only.
Haruki MurakamiTag: beauty rain spirit prose clarity colours
Crying in the rain. No one sees your tears and your pain gets washed away.
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