Rain may fall as gently as mercy. Rıchard Grant Whıte
“Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet.” ― Roger Miller
Rain is as romantic as roses, and as easily overdone. Cynthıa Barnett
“I always like walking in the rain, so no one can see me crying.” Charlie Chaplin
“Rainy days should be spent at home with a cup of tea and a good book.” Bill Watterson
“Being soaked alone is cold. Being soaked with your best friend is an adventure.”Emily Wing Smith
“Waiting for you is like waiting for rain in this drought. Useless and disappointing.” Hilary Duff
“Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass…It’s about learning to dance in the rain.” Vivian Greene
For after all, the best thing one can do when it is raining, is to let it rain.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
“The summer sun was not meant for boys like me. Boys like me belonged to the rain.”
Benjamin Alire Sáenz
“I think that the world should be full of cats and full of rain, that’s all, just cats and rain, rain and cats, very nice, good night.”
“Look at the rain long enough, with no thoughts in your head, and you gradually feel your body falling loose, shaking free of the world of reality. Rain has the power to hypnotize.”
“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.”
I have always considered the rain to be healing–a blanket–the comfort of a friend. Without at least some rain in any given day, or at least a cloud or two on the horizon, I feel overwhelmed by the information of sunlight and yearn for the vital, muffling gift of falling water.
I’m singin’ in the rain
Just singin’ in the rain,
What a glorious feeling,
And I’m happy again.
I’m laughing at clouds
So dark, up above,
The sun’s in my heart
And I’m ready for love.
“The richness of the rain made me feel safe and protected; I have always considered the rain to be healing—a blanket—the comfort of a friend. Without at least some rain in any given day, or at least a cloud or two on the horizon, I feel overwhelmed by the information of sunlight and yearn for the vital, muffling gift of falling water.”