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.
There is no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.
A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water.
Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
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.
Weather forecast for tonight: dark.
The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain.
There's no such thing as bad weather - only the wrong clothes.
A cold wind was blowing from the north, and it made the trees rustle like living things.
Bad weather always looks worse through a window.
Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet.
Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
There's no such thing as bad weather, just soft people.
Many a man curses the rain that falls upon his head, and knows not that it brings abundance to drive away the hunger.
A rainy day is the perfect time for a walk in the woods.
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.
To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.
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.
Don't knock the weather; nine-tenths of the people couldn't start a conversation if it didn't change once in a while.
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.
No one but Night, with tears on her dark face, watches beside me in this windy place.
Rain! whose soft architectural hands have power to cut stones, and chisel to shapes of grandeur the very mountains.
What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps one in a continual state of inelegance.
There's no such thing as bad weather, only inappropriate clothing
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.
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