Top 1200 Love Rain Quotes & Sayings - Page 11

'Singin' in the Rain' and childbirth are two of the hardest things I ever had to do in my life.

My name is Rain Dove, and my pronouns are just a sound. You can use whatever you want.

Irrigation of the land with seawater desalinated by fusion power is ancient. It's called rain.

The Cat on your hearthstone to this day presages, By solemnly sneezing, the coming of rain!

The desert was bad, but nothing could compare with the horrors of a tropical rain forest.

The music was as much a gift as sunshine, as rain, as any blessing ever prayed for.

The rain of matter upon sense Destroys me momently. The score: There comes what will come.

Only rainbows after rain...The sun will always come again.

Freedom and love go together. Love is not a reaction. If I love you because you love me, that is mere trade, a thing to be bought in the market; it is not love. To love is not to ask anything in return, not even to feel that you are giving something- and it is only such love that can know freedom.

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

The good rain, like a bad preacher, does not know when to leave off.

I watch 'Singin' in the Rain' at least once a year with my grandchildren, and they just adore it.

It has done me good to be somewhat parched by the heat and drenched by the rain of life.

Wrapped in a police blanket, I watched the rain and smoked one black cigarette after another.

There's love and there's romantic love. The Greeks had different words for different kinds of love. And we just got "love." I don't know what you would call the other kinds - maybe brotherly love, Christian love, the love of Saint Francis, love of everyone and everything. Then there's romantic love, which, by and large, is a pain in the ass, a kind of trauma.

Somewhere in the rain, there will always be an abandoned dog that prevents you from being happy.

You have all these plans to act, and maybe do it rather elegantly, and then they turn the rain machine on.

The time is right to mix sentences with dirt and the sun with punctuation and rain with verbs.

It's like when people talk about driving F1 cars in the rain. I have absolutely no problem with it.

I am suddenly left alone again on the sunny path, with a memory of the rain.

With 'Heavy Rain,' we're creating something that changes many traditional game paradigms.

I remember the first vinyl I bought: 'Purple Rain,' my favorite Prince album, ever.

How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home.

Washing your car and polishing it all up is a never failing sign of rain.

Having rain on your tuxedo is a pretty good reminder that you're not James Bond.

We truly need Him every hour, whether they be hours of sunshine or of rain.

It didn't rain today, so I didn't have to work. Why don't you have to sit around and wait until it rains?

Like a bird singing in the rain, let grateful memories survive in time of sorrow.

I am a being of Heaven and Earth, of thunder and lightning, of rain and wind, of the galaxies.

A profusion of pink roses being ragged in the rain speaks to me of all gentleness and its enduring.

I'm fairy godmothering a girl who sounds like something you put up in the rain.

In the year 1657 I discovered very small living creatures in rain water.

All true friendliness begins with fire and food and drink and the recognition of rain or frost.

Rain is disagreeable, but snow is as much part of the mountain as are sunshine and clear skies.

The rain is giving much needed relief to California's crops. By that I mean 'marijuana.'

No, thank you, I don't mind the rain,' I said. I always lacked common sense when taken by surprise.

She'll make you take your clothes off and go dancing in the rain.

I’ll affect you slowly as if you were having a picnic in a dream. There will be no ants. It won’t rain.

The motto I have penned on my knuckles is that this is the best world we have--because it's the only world we have. It's the simplest math ever. However many terrible, rankling, peeve-inducing things may occur, there are always libraries. And rain-falling-on-sea. And the moon. And love. There is always something to look back on, with satisfaction, or forward to, with joy. There is always a moment where you boggle at the world--at yourself--at the whole, unlikely, precarious business of being alive--and then start laughing

I was never a lonely child who sat looking at the rain sliding down the window.

The surtax payers, having been soaked, have found a way to get out of the rain.

The dance of the flower in the wind, in the sun, in the rain, cannot be understood by the head; the heart has to be open for it.

We inter-breath with the rain forests, we drink from the oceans. They are part of our own body.

All night, this soft rain from The distant past. No wonder I sometimes Waken as a child.

Never duck responsibility, its like running from the rain only to fall into the river.

She didn't mind a little rain. At least no one would see her cry.

Merciful Father, I will not complain. I know that the sunshine shall follow the rain.

Fenugreek, Tuesday's spice, when the air is green like mosses after rain.

But there can be no grave for Sherlock Holmes and Doctor Watson...Shall they not always live in Baker Street? Are they not there this moment, as one writes? Outside, the hansoms rattle through the rain, and Moriarty plans his latest devilry. Within, the sea-coal flames upon the hearth and Holmes and Watson take their well-won case...So they still live for all that love them well; in a romantic chamber of the heart, in a nostalgic country of the mind, where it is always 1895.

But me thought it lessened my esteem of a king, that he should not be able to command the rain.

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..."

When there are no clouds in the sky, under the beautiful sunshine, remember the rain and repair your umbrella!

Courage! even sorrows, when once they are vanished, quicken the soul, as rain the valley.

The rain Never falls upwards. When the wound Stops hurting What hurts is The scar.

I am a breakfast girl. Breakfast is my favorite food. I love it. I love egg white omelettes. I love biscuits. I love toast. I love granola. I love quiche. I love all the fatty, horrible breakfast things!

I am no Poet here; my pen's the spout where the rain water of my eyes run out.

What if trials of this life, the rain, the storms, the hardest nights, are Your mercies in disguise?

Practise any one of the human values. Prema (love) is the basis for all the values. Action with love is right conduct. Speak with love and it becomes truth. Thinking with love results in peace. Understanding with love leads to non-violence. For everything love is primary. Where there is love there is no place for hatred.

We cannot wait for the storm to blow over; we must learn to work in the rain.

Wherever snow falls, or water flows, or birds fly, wherever day and night meet in twilight, wherever the blue heaven is hung by clouds, or sown with stars, wherever are forms with transparent boundaries, wherever are outlets into celestial space, wherever is danger, and awe, and love, there is Beauty, plenteous as rain, shed for thee, and though thou shouldest walk the world over, thou shalt not be able to find a condition inopportune or ignoble.