Rain Quotes

Along the pavement-colored hall doors stood half open on either side, all the way down; each one was numbered in bright bald tin, each one stood just so much ajar in the gas-lit corridor. Just enough to reveal half-dressed men and women waiting for the rain or about to make love or already through loving and about to get drunk; or already half drunk and beginning to argue about how soon it was going to rain or whose turn it was to run down for whisky or whether it was time to make love again or forget it for once and just wait for rain.

~ Nelson Algren

A plop of rain hit me on the face, one of those early raindrops that turns up five minutes ahead of all the others to let you know it's time to get indoors.

~ Neil Gaiman

I could feel the tears streaming down my face—in some kind of frenzied competition with the rain. At first, I tried to brush the tears away, but I finally let them take their course, unabated.

~ Matt Abrams

Limerick gained a reputation for piety, but we knew it was only the rain.

~ Frank Mccourt

Rain is just like you, When it come, it gets cold.. When i remember, i feel blue

~ Gold Atienza

The weather wouldn't settle down. It would rain cats and dogs, then stop, then drip awhile, then stop while it made up its mind what to do next.

~ Glendon Swarthout

Rain caused one to reflect on the shadowed, more poignant parts of life—the inescapable sorrows, the speechless longings, the disappointments, the regrets, the cold miseries. It also allowed one the leisure to ponder questions unasked in the bustle of brighter days; and if one were snug under a sound roof, as Abel was, one felt somehow mothered, though mothers were nowhere around, and absolved of responsibilities.

~ William Steig

Raining agen it wer nex morning. Theres rains and rains. This 1 wer coming down in a way as took the hart and hoap out of you there wer a kynd of brilyants in the grey it wer too hard it wer too else it made you feal like all the tracks in the worl wer out paths nor not a 1 to bring you back. Wel of coarse they are but it dont all ways feal that way. It wer that kynd of morning when peopl wernt jus falling in to what they done naturel they had to work ther selfs in to it. Seamt like a lot of tea got spilt at breakfas nor the talk wernt the userel hummeling and mummeling there wer some thing else in it. Like when you see litening behynt the clouds.

~ Russell Hoban

To be remembered, umbrella waits for the rain!

~ Mehmet Murat Ildan

The rain keeps starting and stopping like an anxious lover who doesn’t know if he should spend the night.

~ Daniel José Older

All day, after two days and nights of rain, water had been rising in the dykes and now it was creeping rapidly up the five stone arches of the bridge where the she stood watching the wide rainy valley up which the tongue of river finally lost itself in a gray country of winter elms.

~ H.e. Bates

Misty is the color of rain on a window.

~ Anne Michaels

Rain, rain, rain. Like a benediction from some vast inscrutable hand, long withheld, finally given. The blessed, wonderful rain. For rain meant grass, and grass was life.

~ Colleen Mccullough

Rain is sexy. I like rain. But the car will be cozy. I like cozy things more. And I like the things that make me cozy.

~ Ritika Chhabra

Pour on, I will endure.

~ William Shakespeare

These were the rains that drove people close to the walls, under the balconies, or sent them dashing madly through the squares, and drenched the fluttering ribbons and bright trappings of the horses so that their flanks were streaked with delicate watercolors. The storms washed the streets so that little streams of brown water went roaring along the gutters toward the sea, and thundered on the roofs of the cafés where people were crowded together laughing in the steam and half darkness. I loved those rains; they were of the sort that is welcomed by everyone, preceded by hot, oppressive hours of stillness; they came the way storms come in the islands but did not last as long, and often the sun came out when they had passed. I was happy whenever the rain caught me walking about in the streets, for then I would rush into the nearest café, along with all the others who were escaping from the weather, all of us crushing laughing through the doors. The rain allowed me to go anywhere, to form quick, casual friendships, forced to share one of the overcrowded tables, among the beaming waiters who pushed good-naturedly through the throngs carrying cups of steaming apple cider.

~ Sofia Samatar

You want to do something very simple but also very fantastic? Then sit under the rain! Not long after, yourself will leave you and there will remain only the rain!

~ Mehmet Murat Ildan

Raindrops lingered in a melody of remembrance cast from the heavens above as I myself cast aside the dryness of the present day.

~ Gina Marinello-Sweeney

When rain comes finally, washing away a low sky of muddy ocher, we who could not control the phenomenon are pressed into relief. The near-occult feeling: The face of being witness to the end of the world gives way to tangible things. Even if the succeeding sensations are not common, they are at least not mysterious.

~ Maya Angelou

I am the rain, when I'm on math I make the day horrible that's why the day is horrible, that's why I don't go outside.

~ Deyth Banger

There's no question winter here can take a chunk out of you. Not like the extreme cold of the upper Midwest or the round-the-clock darkness of Alaska might, but rather the opposite. Here, it's a general lack of severity - monotonous flat gray skies and the constant drip-drip of misty rain - that erodes the spirit.

~ Dylan Tomine

In March the soft rains continued, and each storm waited courteously until its predecessor sunk beneath the ground.

~ John Steinbeck

Those who want rain, must also accept the mud.

~ Anonymous

If wool shrinks when you wash it, why don't sheep get smaller when it rains?

~ Ron Brackin

The sky, drunk with spring and giddy with its fumes, thickened with clouds. Low clouds, drooping at the edges like felt sailed over the woods and rain leapt from them, warm, smelling of soil and sweat, and washing the last of the black armor-plating of ice from the earth.

~ Boris Pasternak

We slid along water reds and greens, the changing lights captured in the canvas of wet tar.

~ Ruth Reichl

Thursday afternoon, the dark clouds closed in, and by Friday morning a heavy rain was falling. The mountain peaks were hazy sentinels, disappearing into misty fog that clung to the valley.

~ Danika Stone

With new hope.We build new lives.Why complain when it rains?This is what it means to be free.

~ Lawson Fusao Inada

HopeIt started out as snow,oh, big flakesfloating softly, catching on my sweater,lacy on the edges of my sleeves.Snow covered the dust, softened thefences, soothe the parched lipsof the land.And then it changedhalfway between snow and rain,sleet,glazing the earth.Until at lastit slipped into rain, light as mist.It was the kindest kind of rainthat fell.Soft and then a little heavier,helping alongwhat had already falleninto the hard-panearthuntil itrained,steady as a good friendwho walks beside you,not getting in your way,staying with you through a hard time.And because the rain came so patient and slow at first,and built up strength as the earthremembered how to yield,instead of washing off,the water slid in,into the dying groundand softened its stubborn pride,and eased it back toward life.

~ Karen Hesse

...and with it would come that wonderful, unmistakable smell of rain, that smell of dust and water meeting that lingered for a few seconds in the nostrils and then was gone, and would be missed, sometimes for months, before the next time that it caught you and made you stop and say to the person with you, any person: That is the smell of rain, there, right now.

~ Alexander Mccall Smith

Rain, rain falling downDown, down on the goundAll the birds go in the treesThey don't like the rain, you see.

~ Lynda Mullaly Hunt

I am not man so much as syndrome, as a voice that bellows in the human heart.I am rain.I cannot be contained

~ Alan Moore

Heavy rains and a good book. A perfect extravagance.

~ Carew Papritz

Rain with an umbrella while holding hands with your lover is damned sure nice.

~ Carew Papritz

It's raining outside. How did you get here? And how did you get to be twenty-eight?

~ Austin Grossman

And I don't care what age you are, kissing in the rain is the best.

~ Carew Papritz

Londoners, with their noses pressed to cold windows, smiled, for a mid-summer storm was raging across England. Zues had blessed their land, taking away the bright happy sun and replacing it with gusty winds, lashing rain and utter misery.

~ Anya Wylde

How much better does being alive get then sitting beside a warm fire amidst a misty rainy morning.

~ Carew Papritz

Rain with no shoes is just as much fun as rain with big rubber galoshes.

~ Carew Papritz

The wind whirls and whistles and strip pink blooms from the mimosas, scatters twigs, broken limbs, pine needles and pine cones across our yard, and robs the pecan trees of a thousand leaves. The storm eventually dies, but the bruised trees continue to weep into the night, still shimmering with dewy leaves when the sun comes up the next morning.

~ Brenda Sutton Rose