Best rain & faces Quotes | Short & Famous Sayings

“Now as at all times I can see in the mind's eye, In their stiff, painted clothes, the pale unsatisfied ones Appear and disappear in the blue depth of the sky With all their ancient faces like rain- beaten stones, And all their helms of silver hovering.”

Mind I Can Eye Faces Sky Clothes Rain Stones Blue Depth Ancient Disappear All Time Silver Pale Beaten Unsatisfied Hovering Helm

Book:Later Poems

Source: Later Poems

“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

“See thou, whatsoever be thy name -- whether Fate, Life, or Devil! I cast thee down my gauntlet, I challenge thee to battle! Men of faint heart may bow before thy mysterious power, thy face of stone may inspire them with dread, in thy unbroken silence they may discern the birth of calamity and an impending avalanche of woe. But I am daring and strong, and I challenge thee to battle! Let us draw our swords, and join our bucklers, and rain such blows upon each other's crests as shall cause the very earth to shake again! Ha! Come forth and fight with me!”

“A face at the window, a tap on the pane, who is it that wants me tonight in the rain?”

Want Faces Rain Window Tonight Want Me

Author:Richard Henry Stoddard

“I don't leave my house - I don't care if it's raining or scorching hot out - without a face cream with a minimum of SPF 15, if not more.”

Ifs Care Faces House Rain Hot Don't Care I Don't Care Cream Minimum Scorching

Author:Tiffany Dupont

“Whenever the white man treats the Indian as they treat each other then we shall have no more wars. We shall be all alike - brothers of one father and mother, with one sky above us and one country around us and one government for all. Then the Great Spirit Chief who rules above will smile upon this land and send rain to wash out the bloody spots made by brothers' hands upon the face of the earth. For this time the Indian race is waiting and praying. I hope no more groans of wounded men and women will ever go to the ear of the Great Spirit Chief above, and that all people may be one people.”

“Why is it that nobody cries out, nobody spits in their faces, nobody jumps at their throats? We doff our caps to the S.S. men returning from the little wood; if our name is called out we obediently go with them to die, and we do nothing. We starve, we are drenched by rain, we are torn from our families. What is this mystery? This strange power of one man over another? This insane passivity that cannot be overcome? Our only strength is our great number; the gas chambers cannot accommodate all of us.”

Ifs Men Littles Faces Dies Names Numbers Mystery Cry Strange Rain Overcoming Woods Insane Our Family Gas One Man Throat Torn Chamber Caps Spit Accommodate Passivity Power Of One Gas Chambers

Author:Tadeusz Borowski

“Life smacks Tracy Morgan in the face, and I don't mean to talk in third party, but no, it doesn't stop raining when I come outside, no, absolutely not. I'm very in touch.”

Mean Faces Party Rain Thirds Smack Third Parties Tracy

Author:Tracy Morgan

“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.”

“Most days I feel like the sole survivor of a shipwreck, rowing my paddleboat across a sea of people on waves made of an infinite array of hands and crests that reveal anonymous faces. On a good day, the clouds part to alight on-lo and behold-an island! I step ashore, only find that it too is made of people, mangled bodies somehow still alive. They grab at my feet, pulling me under like quicksand. The last thing I see before suffocating is the sky, a billion eyes staring down, blinking in undulating electric ripples. The cold rain I feel on my cheeks is the tears of the people.”

“My face looks like a wedding-cake left out in the rain.”

Looks Faces Left Rain Complaining Cake Complaints Left Out Wedding Day Wedding Cake

Author:W. H. Auden

“I only want to walk a little longer in the cold blessing of the rain, and lift my face to it.”

Want Littles Faces Walks Cold Blessing Rain Lifts

Book:Tell me: poems

Source: Tell me: poems

“If I cannot hear "The sound of rain' long before the rain falls, and then go out to some hilltop of the Spirit, as near to my God as I can and have faith to wait there with my face between my knees, though six times or sixty times I am told "There is nothing', till at last there arises a little cloud out of the sea, then I know nothing of Calvary love.”

Ifs Knows Littles Long I Can Lasts Faces Spirit Fall Waiting Sound Sea Six Rain Clouds Arise Knees Have Faith Sixty Calvary Sound Of Rain

Author:Amy Carmichael

“I used to have a house in London, but couldn't face 20 more years of St John's Wood in the rain.”

Years Faces Used House Rain Woods London

Author:Eric Idle

“When I woke up Sunday morning at the Open and stepped outside and felt the wind and rain in my face, I knew I had an excellent chance to win if I just took my time and trusted myself.”

Ifs Faces Winning Felt Sports Chance Morning Wind Rain Excellent My Time Sunday Trusted Brilliant Ideas Sunday Morning Wind And Rain

Author:Tom Kite

“Remember even though the outside world might be raining, if you keep on smiling the sun will soon show its face and smile back at you.”

“I went to bed and woke in the middle of the night thinking I heard someone cry, thinking I myself was weeping, and I felt my face and it was dry. Then I looked at the window and thought: Why, yes, it's just the rain, the rain, always the rain, and turned over, sadder still, and fumbled about for my dripping sleep and tried to slip it back on.”

Thinking Stills Faces Night Felt Sleep Heard Middle Cry Bed Rain Window Dry Slips Weeping Middle Of The Night Dripping Night Thinking

Author:Ray Bradbury

“Girls were born knowing how destructive the truth could be. They learned to hold it in, tamp it down, like gunpowder in an old fashioned gun. Then it exploded in your face on a November day in the rain.”

Faces Girl Born Knowing Gun Rain Destructive Your Face Old Fashioned November Gunpowder

Book:Paint It Black

Source: Paint It Black

“It had ceased raining in the night and he walked out on the road and called for the dog. He called and called. Standing in that inexplicable darkness. Where there was no sound anywhere save only the wind. After a while he sat in the road. He took off his hat and placed it on the tarmac before him and he bowed his head and held his face in his hands and wept. He sat there for a long time and after a while the east did gray and after a while the right and godmade sun did rise, once again, for all and without distinction.”

Long Hands Faces Night Sound Darkness Sun Dog Wind Long Time Rain Standing East Sat Distinction Hats Gray Inexplicable

Author:Cormac McCarthy

“Come clean with a child heart Laugh as peaches in the summer wind Let rain on a house roof be a song Let the writing on your face be a smell of apple orchards on late June.”

Writing Heart Children Happiness Faces Song House Laughing Wind Late Summer Rain Clean Smell Apples Your Face Roof June Peaches Orchard Summer Wind

Book:Honey and Salt

Source: Honey and Salt

“Who owns Cross Creek? The red-birds, I think, more than I, for they will have their nests even in the face of delinquent mortgages..It seems to me that the earth may be borrowed, but not bought. It may be used, but not owned. It gives itself in response to love and tending, offers its sesonal flowering and fruiting. But we are tenants and not possessors, lovers, and not masters. Cross Creek belongs to the wind and the rain, to the sun and the seasons, to the cosmic secrecy of seed, and beyond all, to time..."”

“Let a smile be your umbrella, and you'll end up with a face full of rain.”

Ends Faces Rain Smile Umbrella Keep Smiling Make You Smile Always Smile Funny Smile Happy Rain

Author:George Carlin

“Life has loveliness to sell, All beautiful and splendid things, Blue waves whitened on a cliff, Soaring fire that sways and sings, And children's faces looking up, Holding wonder like a cup. Life has loveliness to sell, Music like a curve of gold, Scent of pine trees in the rain, Eyes that love you, arms that hold, And for your spirit's still delight, Holy thoughts that star the night. Spend all you have for loveliness, Buy it and never count the cost; For one white singing hour of peace Count many a year of strife well lost, And for a breath of ecstasy Give all you have been, or could be.”

Source: Mirror of the Heart: Poems of Sara Teasdale

“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

“He put his hands on her shoulders and kissed her full on the mouth. His skin was wet with rain. When she didn't pull away, he took her face between his hands and kissed her again, on her forehead, on her nose, on her mouth once more. "You will come, won't you? Promisse!" he whispered.”

Hands Faces Mouths Rain Skins Shoulders Noses Wet Foreheads

Book:Inkspell

Source: Inkspell

“Now and then sprays of rain flew over and misted our faces. Every time I refused to wipe away the wetness. It made the world seem so alive to me. I couldn't help but envy the way a good storm got everyone's attention.”

World Way Made Helping Seems Faces Attention Alive Rain Storm Envy Now And Then Wipe Flew Spray Wetness

Book:The Secret Life of Bees

Source: The Secret Life of Bees

“She forgot to be shy at the moment, in honestly warning him away from the sunken wreck he had a dream of raising; and looked at him with eyes which assuredly, in association with her patient face, her fragile figure, her spare dress, and the wind and rain, did not turn him from his purpose of helping her.”

Source: The Complete Works of Charles Dickens (in 30 Volumes, Illustrated): Little Dorrit

“You can't stop time. You can't capture light. You can only turn your face up and let it rain down.”

Light Faces Time Turns Father Rain Your Face Capture Stop Time

Book:The Memory Keeper's Daughter: A Novel

Source: The Memory Keeper's Daughter: A Novel

“Hard weather, says the old man. So let it be. Wrap me in the weathers of the earth, I will be hard and hard. My face will wash rain like the stones.”

Men Hard Earth Faces Rain Stones Weather Old Man Wraps

Author:Cormac McCarthy

“You're a good Irishman, right?" When Butch nodded, V said, "Irish, Irish… let me think. Yeah…" Vishous's eyes sobered, and in a voice that cracked, he said, "May the road rise to meet you. May the wind always be at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and the rains fall soft upon your fields. And… my dearest friend… until we meet again may the Lord hold you in the palm of His hand.”

Thinking May Said Hands Eye Faces Fall Voice Lord Sun Fields Wind Rain Let Me Yeah Shining Warm Your Face Palms Cracked Sun Shines Irishmen Vishous Dearest Friend Until We Meet Again

Author:J.R. Ward

“Grace: I picked up my sweater from the floor and crawled back into bed. Shoving my pillow aside, I balled up the sweater to use instead. I fell asleep to the scent of my wolf. Pine needles, cold rain, earthy perfume, coarse bristles on my face. It was almost like he was there.”

Use Faces Grace Cold Bed Rain Scent Perfume Pillow Needles Sweaters Coarse

Author:Maggie Stiefvater

“There is nothing else in magic but the wild thought of the bird as it casts itself into the void. There is no creature upon the earth with such potential for magic. Even the least of them may fly straight out of this world and come by chance to the Other Lands. Where does the wind come from that blows upon your face, that fans the pages of your book? Where the harum-scarum magic of small wild creatures meets the magic of Man, where the language of the wind and the rain and the trees can be understood, there we will find the Raven King.”

Men World May Doe Book Earth Faces Language Chance Magic Tree Fans Land This World Wind Kings Creatures Pages Bird Understood Rain Casts Blow Your Face Void Ravens Wild Creatures

Author:Susanna Clarke

“It is moonlight. Alone in the silence I ascend my stairs once more, While waves remote in pale blue starlight Crash on a white sand shore. It is moonlight. The garden is silent. I stand in my room alone. Across my wall, from the far-off moon, A rain of fire is thrown. There are houses hanging above the stars, And stars hung under the sea, And a wind from the long blue vault of time Waves my curtains for me. I wait in the dark once more, swung between space and space: Before the mirror I lift my hands And face my remembered face.”

Source: The Charnel Rose. Senlin: Biography and Other Poems

“the rain is coming. little sister, the night broke. the thunder cracked my brain finally. the rain is coming, i promise you. i didn’t mean to but your tears will bring life back. purple flowers grow, the colour blood looks in the veins. they’ll sprout out of my chest. i promise you they’ll crack the ground, grow over the freeways, down the slopes to the sea. i’ll be in their faces. i’ll be in the waves, coming down from the sky. i’ll be inside the one who holds you. and then i won’t be.”

“The circus tent was flowing pale in the rain like a fleshy flower lit from within. It seemed to bloom in the downpour. Drops of rain caught on Rafe's eyelashes, blinding him as the circus light struck them. He groped for the flap, that slit in the fabric that would reveal her to him. She was on the rope again, her skirt flashing with tiny mirrors, hair braided with petals. He looked up at her, dizzy with it, seeing her face framed in the parasol. There were bluish shadows around her eyes.”

Light Eye Faces Seeing Flower Hair Shadow Rain Mirrors Caught Tiny Pale Fabric Her Eyes Lit Rope Circus Skirts Tents Petals Framed Dizzy Eyelashes Slits Parasols

Author:Francesca Lia Block

“October extinguished itself in a rush of howling winds and driving rain and November arrived, cold as frozen iron, with hard frosts every morning and icy drafts that bit at exposed hands and faces.”

Hard Hands Faces Bits Morning Wind Cold Rain Winter Driving Iron Exposed Every Morning Frozen October November Frost Icy Howling Wind

Author:J. K. Rowling

“Because you are never here but always there, I forget not you but what you look like You drift down the street in the rain, your face dissolving, changing shape, the colours running together My walls absorb you, breathe you forth again, you resume yourself, I do not recognize you You rest on the bed watching me watching you, we will never know each other any better than we do now”

Knows Looks Running Together Faces Forget Streets Like You Wall Shapes Bed Rain Breathe Colour Your Face Resumes Dissolving Running Together

Book:Power Politics

Source: Power Politics

“She may know a little, may think of herself, face and body, as ‘pretty’…but he could never tell her all the rest, how many other living things, birds, nights smelling of grass and rain, sunlit moments of simple peace, also gather in what she is to him.”

Thinking Knows Love May Littles Moments Body Faces Night Simple Bird Romantic Rain Grass Living Things

Book:Gravity's Rainbow

Source: Gravity's Rainbow

“There was movement along the fringe of Chauncey's vision, and he snapped his head to the left. At first glance what appeared to be a large angel topping a nearby monument rose to full height. Neither stone nor marble, the boy had arms and legs. His torso was naked, his feet were bare, and peasant trousers hung low on his waist. He hopped down from the monument, the ends of his hair dripping rain. It slid down his face, which was dark as a Spaniard's.”

Source: Hush, Hush

“You threw everything away."I bring a hand up to touch her face,to wipe the rain from her eyelashes."Your entire life-your beliefs...Why would you do that for me?" June has never looked more beautiful than she does now,unadorned and honest,vulnerable yet invincible.When lightning streaks over the sky,her dark eyes shine like gold."Because you were right,"she whispers."About all of it.”

Doe Hands Eye Beautiful Faces Belief Dark Sky Honest Rain Gold Shining Vulnerable Lightning June Wipe Invincible Streaks Eyelashes Hands Up Dark Eyes

Author:Marie Lu

“God beckons storm clouds and they come. He tells the wind to blow and the rain to fall, and they obey immediately. He speaks to the mountains, 'You go there,' and He says to the seas, 'You stop here, and they do it. Everything in all creation responds in obedience to the Creator...until we get to you and me. We have the audacity to look God in the face and say, 'No.”

Looks Faces Fall Speak Sea Creation Wind Mountain Rain Clouds Blow Creator Storm Obedience Audacity Storm Clouds

Author:David Platt

“The fire. The odor of burning juniper is the sweetest fragrance on the face of the earth, in my honest judgment; I doubt if all the smoking censers of Dante's paradise could equal it. One breath of juniper smoke, like the perfume of sagebrush after rain, evokes in magical catalysis, like certain music, the space and light and clarity and piercing strangeness of the American West. Long may it burn.”

Source: Desert Solitaire

“The overseer wouldna speak to me of Ian, but he told me other things that would curl your hair, if it wasna already curled up like sheep's wool." He glanced at me, and a half-smile lit his face, inspite of his obvious perturbation. "Judging by the state of your hair, Sassenach, I should say that it's going to rain verra soon now.”

Ifs Should States Faces Speak Half Judging Hair Rain Obvious Sheep Lit Curls Wool

Author:Diana Gabaldon

“George turned to her. His blue eyes widened. His lovely face took on a forlorn, deeply troubled expression. He leaned forwar, and, in a theatrical whisper, said, 'My past is tragic. I wouldn't want to burden you with it. It's a pain I must suffer alone. In the rain. In silence.”

Want Said Eye Pain Past Faces Suffering Silence Expression Rain Blue Burden Lovely Tragic Theatrical My Past Blue Eyes Forlorn Lovely Face

Author:Ilona Andrews

“I would I were alive again To kiss the fingers of the rain, To drink into my eyes the shine Of every slanting silver line, To catch the freshened, fragrant breeze From drenched and dripping apple-trees. For soon the shower will be done, And then the broad face of the sun Will laugh above the rain-soaked earth Until the world with answering mirth Shakes joyously, and each round drop Rolls twinkling, from its grass-blade top.”

World Done Eye Earth Faces Lines Laughing Sun Alive Tree Drink Kissing Rain Shining Fingers Rounds Grass Apples Shakes Silver Broads Showers Breeze Blades Mirth Dripping Twinkling Apple Trees

Book:Early Poems

Source: Early Poems

“A girl came in the cafe and sat by herself at a table near the window. She was very pretty with a face fresh as a newly minted coin if they minted coins in smooth flesh with rain-freshened skin, and her hair black as a crow's wing and cut sharply and diagonally across her cheek.”

Ifs Faces Girl Black Cutting Hair Rain Window Skins Tables Wings Flesh Sat Cheeks Smooth Coins Crow Cafes

Book:The Hemingway Collection

Source: The Hemingway Collection

“I laid my face to the smooth face of the marble and howled my loss into the cold salt rain.”

Faces Loss Cold Rain Salt Smooth Marble

Book:the bell jar

Source: the bell jar

“I fell asleep to the scent of my wolf. Pine needles, cold rain, earthy perfume, coarse bristles on my face.”

Faces Cold Rain Scent Perfume Needles Coarse

Book:Shiver

Source: Shiver

“When the sun sets like fire, I will think of you, when the moon casts its light, I'll remember, too, if a soft rain falls gently, I'll stand in this place, recalling the last time, I saw your kind face. Good fortune go with you, to your journey's end, let the waters run calmly, for you, my dear friend.”

Ifs Thinking Kind Ends Light Running Lasts Remember Faces Fall Water Sun Fire Saws Journey Moon Rain Fortune Dear Casts Last Time Good Fortune Think Of You Dear Friend Sun Set

Book:Loamhedge: A Novel of Redwall

Source: Loamhedge: A Novel of Redwall

“Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams.”

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