Rain Quotes
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It is not raining rain to me, It's raining daffodils;In every dimpled drop I see Wild flowers on distant hills.
Rain
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Sept. 6th, 1822, looking S.E. – 12 to 1 o'clock, fresh and bright, between showers – much the look of rain all the morning, but very fine and grand all the afternoon and evening.
John Constable
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I grew up with the classics. My mom and I would sit and watch 'Singin' in the Rain' and 'White Christmas' - those kind of movies.
Lucas Grabeel
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What do you think of that? It’s stopped raining." I’m glad Jay." Her throat, full of aching, grieving beauty, told only of her unexpected joy.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
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Home in bed listening to the rain getting ready to order a pizza. Sounds like a song til the last part.
Gabriel Iglesias
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There's nightingales calling, shooting stars falling, like jewels in the rain.
David Gray
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Do not be angry with the rain; it simply does not know how to fall upwards.
Vladimir Nabokov
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Having rain on your tuxedo is a pretty good reminder that you're not James Bond.
Joel Edgerton
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I like to sit in front of the computer, going through files of music, and recording the final vocals, guitars and what- nots. But the windows are always open and you can hear the crickets, birds, chickens, and even the sound of rain hitting the studio. The farm is a great place to hang out in, learn from and create music.
Jason Mraz
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A blight had fallen on the trees and shrubs; and the wind, at length beginning to break the unnatural stillness that had prevailed all day, sighed heavily from time to time, as though foretelling in grief the ravages of the coming storm. The bat skimmed in fantastic flights through the heavy air, and the ground was alive with crawling things, whose instinct brought them forth to swell and fatten in the rain.
Charles Dickens
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The rain would not have bothered Fernanda, after all, her whole life had been spent as if it were raining.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
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The rain to the wind said, You push and I'll pelt.' They so smote the garden bed That the flowers actually knelt, And lay lodged--though not dead. I know how the flowers felt.
Robert Frost
