Quotes About Rain Puddles

#1. Life's a gloomy puddle, until you start jumping in it.

Curtis Tyrone Jones

#2. Heaven opened and the water hammered down, reviving the reluctant old well, greenmossing the pigless pigsty, carpet bombing still, tea-colored puddles the way memory bombs still, tea-colored minds.

Arundhati Roy

#3. Clouds shed the agony of the sky and rain concludes it by covering us in filth. What do you think about the puddles of mud and traffic jams? I so hate rain.

Pushpa Rana

#4. Rain fell more steadily now. Grey and unrelenting. Nobody seemed to notice. Rain on the puddles. Rain on the high brickwork. Rain on the slate roofs. Rain on the rain itself.

Colum McCann

#5. I am obsessed with you, angel. Addicted to you. You're everything i've ever wanted or needed, everything i've dreamed of. You're everything. I live and breathe you. For you.

Sylvia Day

#6. Sometimes big designers are afraid that people won't recognize them if they change that much.

Donatella Versace

#7. Mandy loved the smell of a sunny day after a night of rain. The sun hit the orange puddles, the overgrown, soft, green grass on her lawn, and it beamed down through the orange steel mill smog, sending otherworldly, bizarre shadows across the concrete sidewalk.

Rebecca McNutt

#8. Oh give us a grim Tuesday of December, with the hardwind taking schleps at our heads, and the rain coming slantways off that hideous fucking ocean, and the grapes nearly frozen off us, and dirty ice caked up top of the puddles, and we are not happy, exactly, but satisfied in our despair.

Kevin Barry

#9. I am your stone of necessity calling up spirits from rain puddles - your Magus of words

John Geddes

#10. The first bout of warm spring rain caused normally respectable women to pull off their stockings and run through muddy puddles alongside their children.

Leslye Walton

#11. As it turns out, Plutarch, consciously or unconsciously, touched on a truth that most of us feel, but rarely meditate upon: the little things in behaviour are the door not only to the real character of people but also to their soul.

Nicos Hadjicostis

#12. True, I've been a long time making up my mind, but now I'm giving you a definite answer. I won't say yes, and I won't say no - but I'm giving you a definite maybe.

Samuel Goldwyn

#13. I says to myself it's a good thing her eyes are giving out,

William Faulkner

#14. Soaring at this altitude, I saw Elsace as something so much cleaner. Lakes turned to puddles, cities into toys. The squalor of the slums went invisible and everything smelled fresh like rain. It was one of the reasons I loved the Wastrel. I felt so far away from all that misery down below.

Meg Merriet

#15. Hard rain falling,
on all the half-hearted
half-formed
fast walking
Half-fury, half-boredom.
Hard talking.
Half dead from exhaustion.
Hard pushed,
but the puddles keep forming

Don't fall in.

Kate Tempest

#16. The gift without the giver is rare.

James Russell Lowell

#17. life?" I blurted out. "I do not believe," he said sternly. "I know. The

Olga Grushin

#18. I can get excitement watching rain on a puddle. And then I paint it. Now, I admit, there are not too many people who would find that exciting. But I would. And I want life thrilling and rich. And it is. I make sure it is.

David Hockney

#19. It is my conviction that in time of war, when the cannon speaks with its powerful voice, the less we speak the better.

Benito Mussolini

#20. Photos are profound because they have such short lives. They are more like fingerprints, dead leaves, rain puddles, or the corpses of flies.

Tom Waits