Rain And Snow Quotes

The figures of the past go cloaked. They walk in mist and rain and snow And go, go slowly, but they go.

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

Good timber does not grow with ease: The stronger wind, the stronger trees; The further sky, the greater length; The more the storm, the more the strength. By sun and cold, by rain and snow, In trees and men good timbers grow.

No one but Night, with tears on her dark face, watches beside me in this windy place.

A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water.

Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet.

A cold wind was blowing from the north, and it made the trees rustle like living things.

But there is something about Time. The sun rises and sets. The stars swing slowly across the sky and fade. Clouds fill with rain and snow, empty themselves, and fill again. The moon is born, and dies, and is reborn. Around millions of clocks swing hour hands, and minute hands, and second hands. Around goes the continual circle of the notes of the scale. Around goes the circle of night and day, the circle of weeks forever revolving, and of months, and of years.

Rain! whose soft architectural hands have power to cut stones, and chisel to shapes of grandeur the very mountains.

At least 3,527 U.S. monthly records for heat, rain, and snow were broken in 2012. We can't let this continue unchecked, and we don't have to.

The trouble with weather forecasting is that it's right too often for us to ignore it and wrong too often for us to rely on it.

The richness of the rain made me feel safe and protected; I have always considered the rain to be healing—a blanket—the comfort of a friend. Without at least some rain in any given day, or at least a cloud or two on the horizon, I feel overwhelmed by the information of sunlight and yearn for the vital, muffling gift of falling water.

Some of the most intriguing new research is in the area of extreme weather events and rainfall. A recent study by German scientists published in Climatic Change projects that extreme precipitation will increase significantly in regions that are already experiencing extreme rainfall. Man-made global warming has already increased the moisture content of the air worldwide, causing bigger downpours. Each additional degree of temperature increase causes another seven percent increase in moisture in the air, and even larger downpours when storm conditions trigger heavy rains and snows.

Hardships are quickly forgotten. Intense heat, bitter cold, rain and snow, fatigue,and luckless hunting fade quickly into memories of great fellowship, thoughts of beautiful country, pleasant camps, and happy campfires.

Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.

Don't knock the weather; nine-tenths of the people couldn't start a conversation if it didn't change once in a while.

Weather forecast for tonight: dark.

It is one of the secrets of Nature in its mood of mockery that fine weather lays heavier weight on the mind and hearts of the depressed and the inwardly tormented than does a really bad day with dark rain sniveling continuously and sympathetically from a dirty sky.

What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps one in a continual state of inelegance.

This path, this road that is one perfect straight line even if it goes around the world through heat and fog and rain and snow and it's my life I keep thinking. It's my life.

Here's how the people live here, in big house-shaped boxes to keep off 'rain' and 'snow,' holes cut in the sides so they can see out. They move around in smaller boxes, painted different colours, with wheels on the corners. They need this box-culture because each person thinks of herself and himself as locked in a box called a 'body,' arms and legs, fingers to move pencils and tools, languages because they've forgotten how to communicate, eyes because they've forgotten how to see. Odd little planet. Wish you were here. Home soon.

Bad weather always looks worse through a window.

To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.

There's no such thing as bad weather - only the wrong clothes.

There is no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.

There's no such thing as bad weather, only inappropriate clothing

There's no such thing as bad weather, just soft people.

Clouds come floating into my life from other days no longer to shed rain or usher storm but to give colour to my sunset sky.

Let the rain sing you a lullaby.

Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.

The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain.

Many a man curses the rain that falls upon his head, and knows not that it brings abundance to drive away the hunger.