Quotes About Rain Sound

#1. He was the smell of winter rain and the sound of his predator's heartbeat

L.J.Smith

#2. I could not bear the silences when the drum stopped. I sank down into the depths of the sound of the rain.

Yasunari Kawabata

#3. Quoyle experienced moments in all colors, uttered brilliancies, paid attention to the rich sound of waves counting stones, he laughed and wept, noticed sunsets, heard music in rain, said I do.

Annie Proulx

#4. Rain woke him, a slow drizzle, his feet tangled in coils of discarded fiberoptics. The arcade's sea of sound washed over him, receded, returned. Rolling over, he sat up and held his head.

William Gibson

#5. In Ruin City, in the rain, the sound of melancholy is a buzzing maelstrom of quiet desperation. The shatter has been so great, there is no sound left to despair.

Radhika Mukherjee

#6. He dances all night, utterly naked and composed of nothing but six and a half feet of pale sinew. He could dance to a field of crickets, to the sound of rain on a tin roof, to a stampede.

Thomm Quackenbush

#7. The rain was pouring down again. The wind came in fitful gusts. The depressing sound of the pattering rain nearly drove them mad. By

Agatha Christie

#8. His eyes were eggs of unstable crystal, vibrating with a frequency whose name was rain and the sound of trains, suddenly sprouting a humming forest of hair-fine glass spines.

William Gibson

#9. The sound of the rain faded away and she kissed him, letting herself be as honest as she'd wanted to be, letting her kiss speak for everything she was afraid to say with words.

Mary Jane Hathaway

#10. The taste of good coffee, so deep and complex that it was almost a crime to describe it by a single name. The sound of rain falling on the pavement, the smell of petrichor and moistened loam. The color of a single raven's feather in the sunlight, rainbows caught in ebony - ==========

Anonymous

#11. When the beaded curtain parts with a sound like rain, it is Marco who enters the fortune-teller's chamber, and Isobel immediately flips her veil from her face, the impossibly thin black silk floating back over her head like mist.

Erin Morgenstern

#12. He laid his hands on her head, pushing back the hood. He began to speak. His voice was soft, and the words were in no tongue she had ever heard. The sound of them came into her heart like rain falling. She grew still to listen.

Ursula K. Le Guin

#13. I lie flat, the damp air above me like a lid. Like earth. I wish it would rain. Better still, a thunderstorm, black clouds, lightning, ear-splitting sound.

Margaret Atwood

#14. Water begins to boil in the kettle; it starts as a private, secluded sound, pure as rain, and grows to a steady, solipsistic bubbling.

Amit Chaudhuri

#15. Aragon felt a shudder run through him at the sound, a strange cold thrill; and yet it was not fear or terror that he felt: rather it was like the sudden bite of a keen air, or the slap of a cold rain that wakes an uneasy sleeper.

J.R.R. Tolkien

#16. The sound of thunder, the smell of rain. The earth giving birth to another season. Nature's labor pains ... beautiful.

Carol Morgan

#17. When I try to describe how I feel when you hold me, I get butterflies, I hear lullabies, it's hard to explain
like the scent of a rose or the sound of the rain. It's too precious and too wonderful to give it a name.

Christina Aguilera

#18. The way to develop the habit of savoring is to pause when something is beautiful and good and catches our attention - the sound of rain, the look of the night sky - the glow in a child's eyes, or when we witness some kindness. Pause ... then totally immerse in the experience of savoring it.

Tara Brach

#19. Strains of music spring up, crystallizing in the night air like rain turning suddenly to snow, drifting to earth.

Lauren Oliver

#20. A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by One after one; the sound of rain, and bees Murmuring; the fall of rivers, winds and seas, Smooth fields, white sheets of water, and pure sky - I've thought of all by turns, and still I lie Sleepless ...

William Wordsworth

#21. The rain is falling ever harder and all I can hear is the sound of the water. I'm drenched but I can't move.

Paulo Coelho

#22. I'm fairy godmothering a girl who sounds like something you put up in the rain.

Terry Pratchett

#23. I hear them, the fallen priest and the lady. Their footsteps sound like the soft hush of rain over the stone floors.

Rene Denfeld

#24. You want to do things that you watched when you grew up. I grew up on The Sound of Music, Mary Poppins and Singin' in the Rain. I watched those, over and over again, so of course, I want to do musicals.

Janina Gavankar

#25. All at once she could hear the sullen patter of the rain and sense the sigh of the wind behind it. She remembered the sound, because it had rained like that the day Mom was buried, the day they lowered her into that little rectangle of darkness.

Robert Bloch

#26. I can see sound, the dark green howling wind, the crimson crush of rain - all

Jandy Nelson

#27. If the wind and rain could play guitar, they would sound a lot like Doc Watson

Greg Brown

#28. The lady hasn't lost it yet - the sound of freedom. When she laughs, you can hear the wind in the trees and the splash of water hitting pavement. You can sense the gentle caress of rain on your face and how laughter sounds in the open air, all the things those of us in this dungeon can never feel.

Rene Denfeld

#29. Now it is raining, but we don't know what will happen in the next moment. By the time we go out it may be a beautiful day, or a stormy day. Since we don't know, let's appreciate the sound of the rain now.

Shunryu Suzuki

#30. Sit and be still
until in the time
of no rain you hear
beneath the dry wind's
commotion in the trees
the sound of flowing
water among the rocks,
a stream unheard before,
and you are where
breathing is prayer.

Wendell Berry

#31. The President's white men, the promise of order and continuity; and it was oddly comforting, like the sound of rain in the night.

V.S. Naipaul

#32. There is no sound more peaceful than rain on the roof, if you're safe asleep in someone else's house.

Anne Tyler

#33. I slumbered spring's morning and missed the dawn from everywhere, I heard the cry of birds. That night the sound of wind and rain came. Who knows how many petals had fallen?

Meng Haoran

#34. Autumn clouds, vague and obscure; The evening, lonely and chill. I felt the dampness on my garments, But saw no spot, and heard no sound of rain.

Bai Juyi

#35. The world did have too many words. The sound of the rain was all we needed.

Benjamin Alire Saenz

#36. And the rain drops kept falling like the sweetest music
leaving tears on the glass,
which is what music does to me
most of the time
but silence too. and rain.

Charlotte Eriksson

#37. The half-moon westers low, my love,
And the wind brings up the rain;
And wide apart lie we, my love,
And seas between the twain.
I know not if it rains, my love,
In the land where you do lie;
And oh, so sound you sleep, my love,
You know no more than I.

A.E. Housman

#38. Dancy can hear rain beginning to fall on the tar-paper roof of the cabin. Fat summer raindrops, and it's the sweetest sound, almost, sweet as the end of a fever, as ripe as red apples.

Caitlin R. Kiernan

#39. He sat beside the window in the dark, with his eyes closed. Hearing to the sound of the rain. The whisky in his glass burnt his throat, while the smoke of his cigarette filled his lungs and the fire inside his heart consumed his soul slowly.

Akshay Vasu

#40. I fall asleep with the sound of rain; I wake up with the songs of the wind.

Debasish Mridha

#41. Tears are my joy to hide my pain;
like thunder hides the sound of rain.

Munia Khan

#42. Sometimes when I'm with you, I remember things I lost when I was your age. Like I remember the sound of the rain and the smell of the wind.

Haruki Murakami

#43. No rain but thunder, and the sound of giants.

Mike Mignola

#44. The sound of the rain needs no translation. In music one doesn't make the end of the composition the point of the composition ... Same way in dancing, you don't aim at one particular spot in the room ... The whole point of dancing is the dance.

Alan Watts

#45. The autumn leaves blew over the moonlit pavement in such a way as to make the girl who was moving there seem fixed to a sliding walk, letting the motion of the wind and the leaves carry her forward. [ ... ] The trees overhead made a great sound of letting down their dry rain.

Ray Bradbury

#46. It just started raining here in the Philippines. I love the sound of rain on a tin roof. It sounds so majestic.

Stanley Victor Paskavich

#47. When you beat a drum, you create NOW, when silence becomes a sound so enormous and alive it feels like you're breathing in the clouds and the sky, and your heart is the rain and the thunder.

Ruth Ozeki

#48. Underneath the ground
you can't hear a sound
not even the sweet falling rain
you might forget about tomorrow
forget about the swallows
but they won't forget you
they won't forget you

Karl P.T. Walsh

#49. It was a sound as soft as the first drop of rain on a century of dust.

Terry Pratchett

#50. Go for a short walk in a soft rain - lovely - so many wild flowers startling me through the woods and a lawn sprinkled with dandelions, like a night with stars. And through it all the sound of soft rain like the sound of innumerable earthworms stirring in the ground.

Anne Morrow Lindbergh

#51. I decide I'm not dead because I can hear the sound of the rain hitting the roof of the car. I'm alive because I'm listening to the rain, and the rain becomes the hand of God strumming his fingers on the roof, deciding what to do.

Lisa Genova

#52. A crack of lightning, an explosion of thunder, the sound of pounding rain.

Marie Lu

#53. O! Sweet is the sound of falling rain, and the brook that leaps from hill to plain; but better than rain or rippling streams is Water Hot that smokes and steams.

J.R.R. Tolkien

#54. I wish you could have been there for the sun & the rain & the long, hard hills. For the sound of a thousand conversations scattered along the road. For the people laughing & crying & remembering at the end. But, mainly, I wish you could have been there.

Brian Andreas

#55. Only think about the raindrops. Only listen to the sound of the rain pelting the earth. Only feel the chill. Don't think about her. Don't think about her lips. Don't think about her body. Her smile. Her laugh. Her eyes ... the way she looks at you. The way she looks at him. Fuck.

S.C. Stephens

#56. No one's words can compete with this mercilessly powerful rain. The only thing that can compete with the sound of this rain, that can smash this deathlike wall of sound, is the shout of a man who refuses to stoop to this chatter, the shout of a simple spirit that knows no words.

Yukio Mishima

#57. The Indian prefers the soft sound of the wind darting over the face of the pond, the smell of the wind itself cleansed by a midday rain, or scented with pinon pine. The air is precious to the red man, for all things are the same breath - the animals, the trees, the man.

Chief Seattle

#58. The three great elemental sounds in nature are the sound of rain, the sound of wind in a primeval wood, and the sound of outer ocean on a beach. I have heard them all, and of the three elemental voices, that of ocean is the most awesome, beautiful and varied.

Henry Beston

#59. Long moment there was only the sound of rain banking off the roof, like a thousand fingers tapping way off somewhere.

Ransom Riggs

#60. I woke to the sound of rain.

Sylvia Plath

#61. When you sit in America you miss the open plains and you miss the sound of rain and the smell of rain and the smell of the veld. If you're African it's different and I don't think one will ever become an American or British. It doesn't matter where you move, you will always be a South African,

Zola Budd

#62. Sometimes we should express our gratitude for the small and simple things like the scent of the rain, the taste of your favorite food, or the sound of a loved one's voice.

Joseph B. Wirthlin

#63. It's a relief to hear the rain. It's the sound of billions of drops, all equal, all equally committed to falling, like a sudden outbreak of democracy. Water, when it hits the ground, instantly becomes a puddle or rivulet or flood.

Alice Oswald

#64. Rain meant hoods up, umbrellas up, deficiency of sound, lowered eyes. Rain disorientated and distracted people, making the kill or capture so much easier.

Lindsay J. Pryor

#65. Rain says everything we cannot say to one another. t is an ancient sound that willed all life into being, but fell so long upon nothing.

Simon Van Booy

#66. That's a waste of time. If you really understand Zen ... you can use any book. You could use the Bible. You could use Alice in Wonderland. You could use the dictionary, because ... the sound of the rain needs no translation.

Alan Watts

#67. And any small moments of intense, flaring beauty such as this morning's will be utterly forgotten, dissolved by time like a super-8 film left out in the rain, without sound, and quickly replaced by thousands of silently growing trees.

Douglas Coupland

#68. The coming revival must begin with a great revival of prayer. It is in the closet, with the door shut, that the sound of abundance of rain will first be heard. An increase of secret prayer with ministers will be the sure harbinger of blessing.

Andy Murray