Novel & Cerita Quotes About Rain

“I’m glad that you, how were rainy days for you?” “I used to love rainy days as everyone usually stayed away and I would not need to see everyone being joyful whilst I felt isolated and sad. They would soothe me till I fell asleep and I always tried to count raindrops which is silly.” Rurina replied. “Not at all, nothing is silly if you make sense of it, we all can’t be the same.”

I could feel my heart breaking all over again. Tears fell down my cheeks as I held her tight and whispered all the words of love inside my soul for her. “ Just come back to me my Rain.” I whispered as I shut my eyes and let sleep take me to the land of dreams where I could be with Rain again.

"A line from a poem lost during the Great Deluge, written by a human poet. Before they'd lost it all. I do not recall the original author, but in my youth in the trenches, my friend had said it to me right before they'd released the phosgene. I think he'd probably meant to recite more of it, but I never heard the rest after the explanation. He'd died almost instantaneously. We'd been very… close." Mr. Galanis adjusted his spectacles, bending to take a handful of dirt to Ma: "I like to think he meant that tragedies—just like triumphs, and heartache, and anger and fear, disgust or joy—come like rain. Sometimes they are showers, other times great tempests. But I suppose, without a bit of rain,

He laughed softly as he said, “Don’t they say that there’ll be a rainbow after the storm? We’ll go and see the rainbow when the rain stops. The rain is so heavy, and the sky here is exceptionally blue, so there will definitely be a rainbow.” When he said this, Silvia felt her depressed feelings brought about by the rain dissipating quite a bit. What he said was indeed very reasonable. There would usually be a rainbow after the rain, so it would be a beautiful sight if they could see a rainbow later. After all, it was rare to see a rainbow in Crosavia. She was an adult, but she had only seen a rainbow a handful of times. Ryan added, “Besides, even if we can’t go out due to the heavy rain, the

“Maybe because I don’t have one.” The rain grew heavier outside, the world blurred into streaks of silver. Soo-ah pulled her blanket tighter, staring at the drops racing down the glass. “You know, when I was a kid, I used to think rain was a sign that someone up there was washing away the bad things. Like the world got a reset.” Sang-woo tilted his head. “And now?” “Now I think it just makes the stains harder to see.” He smiled faintly. “You sound like me.”

she asked, handing me a pack of tissues. I told her the name of my apartment complex. She nodded and drove smoothly into the curtain of rain. "Julian," she said casually while waiting at a red light, though her tone was unexpectedly sincere. "You always seem like you're carrying a lot on your mind." I paused, staring at the rain sliding down the window. "It's nothing." She did not press further. She simply smiled. "Northspire is like this. Rainy days make people think too much. But the rain always stops eventually. And when it does, maybe there won't be a rainbow, but the sky will still brighten."

The clouds had formed together, grey in color like an assembling of a chariot, ready to wage a mighty war, only that this war emanating from the coming together of the clouds in the sky cane in torrents; there was now a heavy downpour of rain. I could not even tell which was heavier, between my tears and the rain but I wished the rain would wash off my pain and perhaps me tears would mix with the rain, so bitterness mixing with a powerful emblem of nature would wash over my mother and that loan shark, wherever he is now, so they would never know happy days till they grow old and die.

I found myself thinking about supper and writing a diary to share the details of my days without him later. A cool drop landed on my face, then another, halting me in my tracks. I looked up just as the sky opened, soft droplets falling onto my hair, my sleeves, and my long skirt. The fabric darkened, clinging to me, but I didn't step back. Instead, I laughed under my breath and stretched my hands outwards, my palms up, welcoming the rain. “Rain is a sign of blessing.” I murmured to myself, closing my eyes. “The moon goddess must be in a very good mood today.”