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“The death of a friendship was usually slow and insidious, like the wearing away of a hillside after years of too much rain. A handful of misunderstandings, a season of miscommunication, the passing of time, and where once stood two women with a dozen years of memories and tears and conversation and laughter—where once stood two women closer than sisters—now stood two strangers.”

Years Two Memories Too Much Tears Conversation Laughter Rain Seasons Stranger Passing Passings Dozen Misunderstanding Handful Insidious Miscommunication

Book:The Lost Love Collection: Even Now and Ever After

Source: The Lost Love Collection: Even Now and Ever After

“If they survive, today's children will inherit a world that our fathers and grandfathers have ravaged, where the seas are acidic cesspools that the whales have fled, where rain forests are Indian memories never to return, and where human greed has plundered Mother Earth's innards and turned human genes into factories for profit. They will inherit a diminished planet where fresh water is increasingly rare, and where fresh air is a commodity... We live in a world that fears and hates its young. How else can one explain the bequest of such a foul, polluted, and hollow inheritance?”

“The memory of Cumshewa is of a great lonesomeness smothered in a blur of rain.”

Memories Rain Blur Lonesomeness

Book:Klee Wyck

Source: Klee Wyck

“In visions of the night, like dropping rain, Descend the many memories of pain.”

Pain Night Memories Vision Rain Dropping

Book:Nine Greek Dramas by Aeschylus, Sophocles, Euripides, and Aristophanes

Source: Nine Greek Dramas by Aeschylus, Sophocles, Euripides, and Aristophanes

“To fire a bullet into the heart or brains of one's fellow man even a fellow man striving to do the same to you creates what might be called an unassimilable memory: a memory that floats on daily life the way an oil stain floats on rainwater. Stir the rain barrel, scatter the oil into countless drops, disperse it all you like, but it will not mix; and eventually the slick comes back, as loathsomely intact as it ever was.”

Men Way Heart Might Memories Brain Fire Rain Fellows Strive Oil Daily Life Bullets Floats Fellow Man Stains Barrels Slick Rainwater

Book:Julian Comstock: A Story of 22nd-Century America

Source: Julian Comstock: A Story of 22nd-Century America

“One of my earliest memories is walking up a muddy road into the mountains. It was raining. Behind me, my village was burning. When there was school, it was under a tree. Then the United Nations came. They fed me, my family, my community.”

School Nations Community Memories United Behinds Tree Walking Mountain Rain My Family Burning Feds Village United Nations Muddy

Author:Ban Ki-moon

“I war running back to the house in Mayaguez with a melting ice cone we called a piraqua running sweet and sticky down my face and arms, the sun in my eyes, breaking through clouds and glinting off the rain-soaked pavement and dripping leaves. I was running with joy, an overwhelming joy that arose simply from gratitude for the fact of being alive. Along with the image, memory carried these words from a child's mind through time: I am blessed. In this life I am truly blessed.”

“We are having wind and rain here, and I am very glad not to be alone. I work from memory on bad days, and that would not do if I were alone.”

Ifs Memories Wind Rain Glad Bad Day Wind And Rain

Book:Delphi Complete Works of Vincent van Gogh (Illustrated)

Source: Delphi Complete Works of Vincent van Gogh (Illustrated)

“I love the rain - it washes memories off the sidewalk of life.”

Memories Rain Sidewalk Love Rain I Love Rain

Book:Woody Allen's Play it again, Sam

Source: Woody Allen's Play it again, Sam

“In Vienna, when I was a year-and-a-half or two years-old. I remember it because I remember the little blue raincoat I used to wear, and how the buttons felt. I liked to walk on the street in front of our house when it was raining, and jump into all the puddles. That's weird, but that's my earliest memory.”

Years Littles Two Remember Used House Felt Memories Walks Half Streets Fronts Rain Blue Two Years Buttons Puddles Vienna Two Year Olds

Author:Boris Kodjoe