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But don’t worry sunshine lovers, we’ve got some sweet, rain inspired words to keep you warm.

“It’s not that we have to quit this life one day, but it’s how many things we have to quit all at once: music, laughter, the physics of falling leaves, automobiles, holding hands, the scent of rain, the concept of subway trains… if only one could leave this life slowly!” ~Roman Payne, Rooftop Soliloquy

Being soaked alone is cold. Being soaked with your best friend is an adventure.” ~Emily Wing Smith, Back When You Were Easier to Love

“I always like walking in the rain, so no one can see me crying.” ~Charles Chaplin

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“The richness of the rain made me feel safe and protected; I have always considered the rain to be healing—a blanket—the comfort of a friend. Without at least some rain in any given day, or at least a cloud or two on the horizon, I feel overwhelmed by the information of sunlight and yearn for the vital, muffling gift of falling water.” ~Douglas Coupland, Life After God

“There are a hundred things she has tried to chase away, the things she won’t remember and that she can’t even let herself think about, because that’s when the birds scream and the worms crawl and somewhere in her mind it’s always raining a slow and endless drizzle.

“You will hear that she has left the country, that there was a gift she wanted you to have, but it is lost before it reaches you. Late one night the telephone will sign, and a voice that might be hers will say something that you cannot interpret before the connection crackles and is broken.

“Several years later, from a taxi, you will see someone in a doorway who looks like her, but she will be gone by the time you persuade the driver to stop. You will never see her again. Whenever it rains you will think of her. ” ~Neil Gaiman

“Do not be angry with the rain; it simply does not know how to fall upwards.” ~Vladimir Nabokov

“On the fifth day, which was a Sunday, it rained very hard. I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty.” ~Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time

“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.” ~Ray Bradbury, Green Shadows, White Whale: A Novel of Ray Bradbury’s Adventures Making Moby Dick with John Huston in Ireland

“Love like rain, can nourish from above, drenching couples with a soaking joy. But sometimes under the angry heat of life, love dries on the surface and must nourish from below, tending to its roots keeping itself alive.” ~Paulo Coelho, By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept

“I love you because no two snowflakes are alike, and it is possible, if you stand tippy-toe, to walk between the raindrops.” ~Nikki Giovanni

“The magic of purpose and of love in its purest form. Not televison love, with its glare and hollow and sequined glint; not sex and allure, all high shoes and high drama, everything both too small and in too much excess, but just love. Love like rain, like the smell of a tangerine, like a surprise found in your pocket.” ~Deb Caletti, Honey, Baby, Sweetheart

“I lay awake listening to the rain, and at first it was as pleasant to my ear and my mind as it had long been desired; but before I fell asleep it had become a majestic and finally a terrible thing, instead of a sweet sound and symbol. It was accusing and trying me and passing judgment. Long I lay still under the sentence, listening to the rain, and then at last listening to words which seemed to be spoken by a ghostly double beside me. He was muttering: the all-night rain puts out summer like a torch. In the heavy, black rain falling straight from invisible, dark sky to invisible, dark earth the heat of summer is annihilated, the splendour is dead, the summer is gone. The midnight rain buries it away where it has buried all sound but its own. I am alone in the dark still night, and my ear listens to the rain piping in the gutters and roaring softly in the trees of the world. Even so will the rain fall darkly upon the grass over the grave when my ears can hear it no more… The summer is gone, and never can it return. There will never be any summer any more, and I am weary of everything… I am alone. The truth is that the rain falls for ever and I am melting into it. Black and monotonously sounding is the midnight and solitude of the rain. In a little while or in an age—for it is all one—I shall know the full truth of the words I used to love, I knew not why, in my days of nature, in the days before the rain: Blessed are the dead that the rain rains on.” ~Edward Thomas

“Those who hate rain hate life.” ~Dejan Stojanovic

“Colors shone with exceptional clarity in the rain. The ground was a deep black, the pine branches a brilliant green, the people wrapped in yellow looking like special spirits that were allowed to wander over the earth on rainy mornings only.” ~Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

“I wish I had eyes that changed colors from blue to gray, and then after I cried, to all the colors of the rainbow, because then I’d just sit in front of the mirror writing poems that alternated between extremely sad poems, to poems about light refraction and blinking promises.” ~Jarod Kintz

“When you go, if you go, And I should want to die, there’s nothing I’d be saved by more than the time you fell asleep in my arms in a trust so gentle I let the darkening room drink up the evening, till rest, or the new rain lightly roused you awake. I asked if you heard the rain in your dream and half dreaming still you only said, I love you.” ~Edwin Morgan, New Selected Poems

Hope you enjoyed, and remember there’s beauty and love all around, especially on a rainy day ❤

Top 10ish Quotes of the Week on Life, Love & Rain

Please pray for us here in L.A… It’s raining.

“I always like walking in the rain, so no one can see me crying.” ~Charles Chaplin

“Do not be angry with the rain; it simply does not know how to fall upwards.” ~Vladimir Nabokov

“I love you because no two snowflakes are alike, and it is possible, if you stand tippy-toe, to walk between the raindrops.” ~Nikki Giovanni

“Those who hate rain hate life.” ~Dejan Stojanovic