“For a heart without love is a song with no words And a tune to which no one is listening So your heart must give love and you'll find that You shine like rain on the leaves you'll be glistening.” GivingHeartSongLove IsListeningRainShiningTunesWithout Love Author:Andy Partridge
“Maybe love is like rain. Sometimes gentle, sometimes torrential, flooding, eroding, joyful, steady, filling the earth, collecting in underground springs. When it rains, when we love, life grows.” SometimesEarthGrowsLove IsSpringRainGentleLove LifeSteadyJoyfulFillingCollectingLove Is LikeFloodingMaybe Love Author:Carol Gilligan
“Love is the hardest thing in the world to write about. So simple. You've got to catch it through details, like the early morning sunlight hitting the gray tin of the rain spout in front of her house. The ringing of a telephone that sounds like Beethoven's "Pastoral." A letter scribbled on her office stationery that you carry around in your pocket because it smells of all the lilacs in Ohio.” WorldWritingHouseSoundSimpleLove IsMorningFrontsOfficeRainLettersDetailsSmellHardestPocketsGraySunlightHittingTelephonesHardest ThingOhioTinEarly MorningLilacStationery Author:Billy Wilder
“Is it love that connects us, is that what it is? I never knew that the feeling I have is regular old love because it's so-intricate. Perhaps there is another name for it, one we don't yet know. I used to think that love was simple and noticeable, like rain falling, so that just as you'd look at your skin and say Water, you would also wake in the morning and say Love. But it has been underneath, this new and old thing I feel, subterranean, silent and steady, like blood, rushing along and along without often making itself known.” ThinkingKnowsFeelsLooksHas BeensFeelingsUsedFallNamesWaterSimpleLove IsKnownMorningBloodRainSkinsSilentSteadyRushingIntricateOld ThingsOld LoveRain Falling Author:Jane Hamilton