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“Sorrow like a ceaseless rain Beats upon my heart. People twist and scream in pain-- Dawn will find them still again; This has neither wax nor wane, Neither stop nor start.”

People Heart Stills Pain My Heart Sorrow Beats Rain Dawn Scream Twists

Book:The Edna St. Vincent Millay Collection

Source: The Edna St. Vincent Millay Collection

“Every fool becomes a philosopher after ten days of rain, so I spare you the inside view of my heart.”

Heart Views Fool My Heart Ten Rain Philosopher Spares

Author:Marian Hooper Adams

“Blows the wind to-day, and the sun and the rain are flying, Blows the wind on the moors to-day and now, Where about the graves of the martyrs the whaups are crying, My heart remembers how!”

Heart Remember Sun Cry Wind My Heart Rain Blow Flying Graves Weather Martyr Moors

Author:Robert Louis Stevenson

“The other day, when my 4-year-old saw a flowering tree and said, "Daddy, it's raining petals," that was poetry that just melted my heart into a mushy, yummy Fudgsicle.”

Years Heart Said Saws Tree My Heart Rain Daddy Petals Flowering Yummy Flowering Trees

Author:Brendan Fraser

“It’s hard to stay mad, when there’s so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst... And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life...”

World Feels Trying Heart Littles I Can Sometimes Hard Moments Remember Beauty Too Much Seeing Stupid My Heart Gratitude Rain Flow Mad Relax Balloons Single Mom Stop Trying Beauty Of The World

Author:Alan Ball

“Raindrops are beating, a large puddle is forming, there on the balcony. It all floats in Emptiness, in purest Transparency, with no one here to watch it. If there is an I, it is all that is arising, right now and right now and right now. My lungs are the sky; those mountains are my teeth; the clouds are my skin; the thunder is my heart beating time to the timeless; the rain itself, the tears of our collective estate, here where nothing is really happening.”

Source: One Taste

“I live in between My heart's compassion-rain And my life's oneness-gain.”

Heart Compassion My Heart Gains Rain Oneness

Author:Sri Chinmoy

“What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, I have forgotten, and what arms have lain Under my head till morning, but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh Upon the glass and listen for reply, And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain For unremembered lads that not again Will turn to me at midnight with a cry. Thus in the winter stands the lonely tree, Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one, Yet knows its boughs more silent than before: I cannot say what loves have come and gone, I only know that summer sang in me A little while, that in me sings no more.”

Knows Heart Littles Pain Turns Morning Gone Tree Cry Arms My Heart Quiet Summer Bird Rain Lonely Silent Winter Forgotten Lips Glasses Ghost Tonight Midnight Sigh Lad Lonely Trees

Author:Edna St. Vincent Millay

“Ho! Ho! Ho! To the bottle I go To heal my heart and drown my woe Rain may fall, and wind may blow And many miles be still to go But under a tall tree will I lie And let the clouds go sailing by”

Source: The Fellowship of the Ring: Being the First Part of The Lord of the Rings

“Are the days of winter sunshine just as sad for you, too? When it is misty, in the evenings, and I am out walking by myself, it seems to me that the rain is falling through my heart and causing it to crumble into ruins.”

Heart Seems Fall My Heart Walking Rain Winter Ruins Evening Sunshine Misty Winter Season Winter Morning

Book:November: Fragments in a Nondescript Style

Source: November: Fragments in a Nondescript Style

“Time does not bring relief; you all have lied Who told me time would ease me of my pain! I miss him in the weeping of the rain; I want him at the shrinking of the tide; The old snows melt from every mountain-side, And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane; But last year's bitter loving must remain Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide! There are a hundred places where I fear To go,--so with his memory they brim! And entering with relief some quiet place Where never fell his foot or shone his face I say, 'There is no memory of him here!' And so stand stricken, so remembering him!”

Source: Millay: Poems

“I will greet this day with love in my heart. And how will I do this? Henceforth will I look on all things with love and be born again. I will love the sun for it warms my bones; yet I will love the rain for it cleanses my spirit. I will love the light for it shows me the way; yet I will love the darkness for it shows me the stars. I will welcome happiness as it enlarges my heart; yet I will endure sadness for it opens my soul. I will acknowledge rewards for they are my due; yet I will welcome obstacles for they are my challenge.”

“Madame V begins the lesson by reading aloud the first stanza of a famous French poem: Il pleure dans mon coeur Comme il pleut sur la ville; Quelle est cette langueur Qui penetre mon coeur? Then she looks up and without any warning she calls on me to translate it. I swallow hard, and try: "It's raining in my heart like it's raining in the city. What is this sadness that pierces my heart?" Saying these words out loud, right in front of the whole class, makes me feel like I'm not wearing any clothes.”

Feels Trying Firsts Looks Heart Hard Whole Reading Cities Class Sadness Fronts My Heart Lessons Clothes Rain Loud Look Up Warning Translate Pierce Reading Aloud

Author:Sonya Sones

“As it happened, I didn't grow up to be the kind of woman who is the heroine in a Western, and although the men I have known have had many virtues and have taken me to live in many places I have come to love, they have never been John Wayne, and they have never taken me to the bend in the river where the cottonwoods grow. Deep in that part of my heart where artificial rain forever falls, that is still the line I want to hear.”

Men Want Heart Kind Stills Fall Grows Lines Known Forever Growing Up Virtue Taken Happened My Heart Rain Rivers Western Artificial Wayne Heroines Be The Kind Of Woman

Author:Joan Didion

“Dark house, by which once more I stand Here in the long unlovely street, Doors, where my heart was used to beat So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasp'd no more - Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep At earliest morning to the door. He is not here; but far away The noise of life begins again, And ghastly thro' the drizzling rain On the bald street breaks the blank day.”

Heart Long Hands Used House Waiting Dark Sleep Break Morning Doors Streets My Heart Beats Rain Noise Guilty Far Away Blank Creeps Begin Again Ghastly

Author:Alfred Lord Tennyson