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“And the earth under your feet, the rain over your face upturned, the stars spinning all around you in the brazen glory: this is for you, you, you. These are for you-gifts-these are for you-grace-these are for you-God, so count the ways He loves, a thousand, more, never stop, that when you wake in the morning you can't help turn humbly to the east, unfold your hand to the heavens, and though you tremble and though you wonder, though the world is ugly, it is beautiful, and you can slow and you can trust and you can receive each moment as grace.”

World Way Moments Helping Hands Earth Beautiful Faces Turns Heaven Stars Wonder Morning Grace Feet Thousand Glory Rain Ugly East Over You Your Face Spinning Brazen

Author:Ann Voskamp

“It's 2 o'clock in the morning and I just can't sleep Outside the rain is pourin', I'm lonely as can be Maybe 2night'll be different than the nights before I need 2 feel someone beside me, I can't be alone no more”

Needs Feels I Can Different Night Sleep Morning Rain Lonely Clock Can't Sleep I'm Lonely

Author:Prince

“The golden line is drawn between winter and summer. Behind all is blackness and darkness and dissolution. Before is hope, and soft airs, and the flowers, and the sweet season of hay; and people will cross the fields, reading or walking with one another; and instead of the rain that soaks death into the heart of green things, will be the rain which they drink with delight; and there will be sleep on the grass at midday, and early rising in the morning, and long moonlight evenings.”

“For a morning raine leave not your journey. [For a morning rain leave not your journey.]”

Morning Journey Rain

Author:George Herbert

“By mid-morning a rain as fine as silk spills was weaving over the lake.”

Morning Fine Rain Lakes Silk Spills Weaving

Book:The Stone Field

Source: The Stone Field

“The Mississippi Delta is not always dark with rain. Some autumn mornings, the sun rises over Moon Lake, or Eagle, or Choctaw, or Blue, or Roebuck, all the wide, deep waters of the state, and when it does, its dawn is as rosy with promise and hope as any other.”

Doe States Water Dark Morning Sun Promise Moon Rain Blue Wide Dawn Lakes Autumn Eagles Mississippi Rosy Sun Rise Delta Deep Water Mississippi Delta

Book:Wolf Whistle

Source: Wolf Whistle

“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.”

World Writing House Sound Simple Love Is Morning Fronts Office Rain Letters Details Smell Hardest Pockets Gray Sunlight Hitting Telephones Hardest Thing Ohio Tin Early Morning Lilac Stationery

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.”

Thinking Knows Feels Looks Has Beens Feelings Used Fall Names Water Simple Love Is Known Morning Blood Rain Skins Silent Steady Rushing Intricate Old Things Old Love Rain Falling

Author:Jane Hamilton

“In the spring mornings I would work early while my wife still slept. The windows were open wide and the cobbles of the street were drying after the rain.”

Stills Morning Wife Streets Spring Rain Window Wide My Wife After The Rain

Book:Moveable Feast: The Restored Edition

Source: Moveable Feast: The Restored Edition

“I collected the instruments of life around me, that I might infuse a spark of being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet. It was already one in the morning; the rain pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open; it breathed hard, and a convulsive motion agitated its limbs.”

Hard Light Might Eye Half Morning Saws Feet Creatures Rain Instruments Lays Dull Sparks Yellow Candle Limbs Lifeless Burnt Out Frankenstein Novel

Book:Frankenstein: ; Or, The Modern Prometheus

Source: Frankenstein: ; Or, The Modern Prometheus