Meanwhile, the rain fell with cruel persistence. You felt that the heavens must at last be empty of water, but still it poured down, straight and heavy, with a maddening iteration, on the iron roof. Everything was damp and clammy. There was mildew on the walls and on the boots that stood on the floor. Through the sleepless nights the mosquitoes droned their angry chant.

– Somerset Maugham

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Conversation about the weather is the last refuge of the unimaginative.

– Oscar Wilde

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The roadside flowers, too wet for the bee,

Expend their bloom in vain.

Come over the hills and far with me,

And be my love in the rain.

– Robert Frost

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If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell him is “God is crying.” And if he asks why God is crying, another cute thing to tell him is “Probably because of something you did.”

– Jack Handey

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Rain is grace; rain is the sky condescending to the earth; without rain, there would be no life.

– John Updike

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I’m singing in the rain, just singing in the rain. What a wonderful feeling, I’m happy again.

– Herb Brown and Arthur Freed

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How it pours, pours, pours, In a never-ending sheet! How it drives beneath the doors! How it soaks the passer’s feet! How it rattles on the shutter! How it rumples up the lawn! How ’twill sigh, and moan, and mutter, From darkness until dawn.

– Rossiter Johnson

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A rainy day is the perfect time for a walk in the woods.

– Rachel Carson

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For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land.

– Song of Solomon