Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet.
Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain.
Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
There's no such thing as bad weather - only the wrong clothes.
Clouds come floating into my life from other days no longer to shed rain or usher storm but to give colour to my sunset sky.
The trouble with weather forecasting is that it's right too often for us to ignore it and wrong too often for us to rely on it.
Bad weather always looks worse through a window.
Weather forecast for tonight: dark.
There's no such thing as bad weather, only inappropriate clothing
There's no such thing as bad weather, just soft people.
Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.
There is no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.
Rain! whose soft architectural hands have power to cut stones, and chisel to shapes of grandeur the very mountains.
Don't knock the weather; nine-tenths of the people couldn't start a conversation if it didn't change once in a while.
A rainy day is the perfect time for a walk in the woods.
What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps one in a continual state of inelegance.
The storm starts, when the drops start dropping. When the drops stop dropping then the storm starts stopping.
You are the sky. Everything else - it’s just the weather.
There's always a period of curious fear between the first sweet-smelling breeze and the time when the rain comes cracking down.
A change in the weather is sufficient to recreate the world and ourselves.
It is one of the secrets of Nature in its mood of mockery that fine weather lays heavier weight on the mind and hearts of the depressed and the inwardly tormented than does a really bad day with dark rain sniveling continuously and sympathetically from a dirty sky.
It always rains on tents. Rainstorms will travel thousands of miles, against prevailing winds for the opportunity to rain on a tent.
After three days men grow weary, of a wench, a guest, and weather rainy.
April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain.
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