Top 1200 Sound Of Rain Quotes & Sayings - Page 20

I was fascinated by the powerful yet precise dance performances of K-pop. I loved Rain and 2NE1.

One good thing about rain in Scotland. Most of it ends up as scotch.

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

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

'Bhopal: A Prayer for Rain' is a film seen through my eyes. I play a labourer.

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

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

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

That spin became so violent, it was hard to know how to get out of it. I was able to get it under control and break the speed of sound...I could feel myself break the speed of sound. I could feel the air building up and then I hit it.

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

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

I love Manchester. It's a super-cool city and its famous rain is part of the charm.

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

The steamship whose machinery is broken may be brought into port and made fast to the dock. She is safe, but not sound. Repairs may last a long time. Christ designs to make us both safe and sound. Justification gives the first - safety; sanctification gives us the second - soundness.

The word translated, koan, it means a problem. But it's a very special problem. And to strip it down to the way it works, you are given a problem which has no rational solution. There is a contradiction built into it. One standard - one is this is the sound of two hands clapping. What is the sound of one hand clapping? And so on. All right, so the first thing is that it brings your rational mind to an impasse.

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

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

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

Every kid has a laptop; everyone can make music, so in order to stand out, I think it's important to find that sonic identity, I think my sonic identity - and mine is finding these weird sounds that may not necessarily sound that musical, and make them sound musical.

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

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

Later as the day cools and they have gone in, the cry of the corncrake will carry across those same fields and over the lake to the blue-hazed mountain, such a lonely evening sound to it, like the lonely evening sound of the mothers, saying it is not our fault that we weep so, it is nature's fault that makes us first full, then empty.

Surely a woman who picked a spot so close to the ocean didn't automatically hide from the rain.

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

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

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

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

I'm just waiting for people to start asking me to make the rain disappear.

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

I like songs that sound like classics. There are songs that might be cooler or have better production, but I like songs that sound like they're timeless.

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

We've got clouds and rain, just like in Seattle .. but Sao Paulo is better.

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

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

Like a candle in the wind, never knowing who to cling to until the rain set it.

Then star nor sun shall waken, Nor any change of light: Nor sound of waters shaken, Nor any sound or sight: Nor wintry leaves nor vernal; Nor days nor things diurnal; Only the sleep eternal In an eternal night.

When the shingles hissed in the rain incendiary, other values were revealed to us

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

And you know what - and I don't mean this in tongue in cheek way - but it's like deja vu. When I walked in to WCW they were producing wrestling on a little teeny sound stage at Disney, okay? I'm walking into TNA and they're producing wrestling in a little teeny sound stage at Universal.

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

'Delicate.' I say it all the time when I eat food; when I'm trying to sound smart. I'm like: 'Oh, it's really delicate.' And my friends - they've caught on. They know what I'm doing. Like, 'why do you keep saying it's delicate?' I'm just trying to sound like a food critic.

My songs speak for themselves. The musicians who play on them and the way they sound and where they were recorded and the way they were recorded is the old Nashville way ... they sound as country or more country than a lot of things that are on country radio.

I think for most new kids it’s important to sound different from the rest, to have your own sound, to be able to produce something that’s not there yet . . . If you want to be unique and you want to be a big DJ, create your own style, create your own signature.

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

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

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

It doesn't rain at all in California. Once a month, a man drives through spraying Evian.

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

I miss the common things, the things that used to really annoy me, like an alarm clock. The sound of your zipper as your fly is being pulled up so that you know it actually is up. The sound of the door as it closes, to know that it's really shut.

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

Here's an easy way to see if a war movie is being truthful: If you see an explosion on a faraway hillside and the sound of the explosion and the detonation of the bomb happen at the same time - if they're putting the sound and the vision together in the same moment - they're going toward our cultural understanding of war, not the reality of war.

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

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

The university has become so stultified since the sixties. There is so much you can't do at the university. You can't say this, you can't do that, you can't think this, and so forth. In many ways, I'm free to range as widely as I do intellectually precisely because I'm not at a university. The tiresome Chicanos would be after me all the time. You know: "We saw your piece yesterday, and we didn't like what you said," or, "You didn't sound happy enough," or, "You didn't sound proud enough."

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

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

My own personal sound is really progressive. It's like a mixture of gospel, pop, neo-soul, R&B. It's like a huge gumbo. If you're eating gumbo you grab a whole like cup full of whatever. You're getting a whole bunch of stuff that makes this amazing food in your mouth. So that's essentially kind of like what my sound is.

Vexed sailors cursed the rain, for which poor shepherds prayed in vain.

Modern science agrees that the universe consists of vibrations, but sound is more than vibration. Distinct from white noise, sound is vibrations in harmonic proportions, and from the billions of vibrations that are possible, the universe shows a startling, overwhelming preference for the few thousand that make harmonic sense.This is because the One, from which all things issue, is beautiful.