Are the days of winter sunshine just as sad for you, too? When it is misty, in the evenings, and I am out walking by myself, it seems to me that the rain is falling through my heart and causing it to crumble into ruins.— Gustave Flaubert
Most Powerful Sad Rain quotations
Don't promise when you're happy. Don't reply when you're angry and don't decide when you're sad.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder and tears are only rain to make love grow.
Let the rain falling on your face run into your eyes.
Can you see the rainbow now through the stormy skies?
Life is like a piano, the white keys represent happiness and the black shows sadness, but as you go through life's journey, remember that the black keys also makes music.
No. The blues are because you're getting fat and maybe it's been raining too long, you're just sad that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?
Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall
Little drops of rain Whisper of the pain Tears of love Lost in the days gone by.
Some people feel the rain, others just get wet.
No... the blues are because you're getting fat or because it's been raining too long. You're just sad, that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?
I give her sadness and the gift of pain, a new moon madness and a love of rain.
The angels in heaven covered their eyes with their hands and sobbed loudly, because that is what they always do when a man hits his wife. A profound sadness settled over the earth...God was silent in every language. The angels tried to dry their tears, but their handkerchiefs were so soaked through that is started raining even in the deserts.
When it rains, look for rainbows. When it's dark, look for stars.
A feeling of sadness and longing that is not akin to pain, and resembles sorrow only as the mist resembles the rain.
The ash her purple drops forgivingly And sadly, breaking not the general hush;
The maple swamps glow like a sunset sea, Each leaf a ripple with its separate flush; All round the wood's edge creeps the skirting blaze, Ere the rain falls, the cautious farmer burns his brush.
I didnt like being reminded about how self-absorbed i was.
I wanted to be over this, done with this. I didnt want to live in a broken world or a broken me. I wasnt trying to weasel out of anything. I just wasnt in the mood of being on the earth that night. I get like that sometimes when it rains, or when i see certain sad movies.
Some people feel the rain. Other just get wet.
Emotions are like passing storms, and you have to remind yourself that it won't rain forever. You just have to sit down and watch it pour outside and then peek your head out when it looks dry.
You can hide beneath the covers and study your pain, make crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rain. Waste your summer praying in vain, for a savior to rise from these streets.
Why won't you run in the rain and play, let the tears splash all over you?
Accept both compliments and criticism. It takes both sun and rain for a flower to grow.
Someone left the cake out in the rain.
I don't think that I can take it, cause it took so long to bake it, and I'll never have that recipe again. Oh, no.
Let there be sunshine, let there be rain, let the broken hearted love again.
Don't be sad! Because God sends hope in the most desperate moments.
Don't forget, the heaviest rain comes out of the darkest clouds.
Life is ironic. It takes sadness to know what happiness is, noise to appreciate silence and absence to value presence.
When I'm awake all night, sometimes I see the people and the city waking up around me. I feel a little bit moody at them for stepping into my night-time. What I want is that feeling when you're in the rain, or a storm. It's a shiver at the edge of your mind, an atmosphere of hearing a sad, distant sound, but it seems closer - like it's just for you. Like hearing rain or a whale-song, a cry in the dark, the far cry.
You know the days when you get the mean reds? Paul Varjak: The mean reds.
You mean like the blues? Holly Golightly: No. The blues are because you’re getting fat, and maybe it’s been raining too long. You’re just sad, that’s all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you’re afraid, and you don’t know what you’re afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?
When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me;
Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree: Be the green grass above me With showers and dewdrops wet: And if thou wilt, remember, And if thou wilt, forget. I shall not see the shadows, I shall not feel the rain; I shall not hear the nightingale Sing on as if in pain: And dreaming through the twilight That doth not rise nor set, Haply I may remember, And haply I may forget.
Worrying is stupid. It is like walking around with an umbrella waiting for it to rain.
One day he said, "I'll tell this town How it feels to be an unfunny clown.
" And he told them all why he looked so sad, And he told them all why he felt so bad. He told of Pain and Rain and Cold, He told of Darkness in his soul, And after he finished his tale of woe, Did everyone cry? Oh no, no, no, They laughed until they shook the trees... And while the world laughed outside. Cloony the Clown sat down and cried.
You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person died for no reason.