Rain Quotes
...when you look at the stars, you should tremble - only dullards have become callous to this frisson ...
...I can’t grasp the stars, but I love them – in the same way, I love you...
...you ask me why I compare you to stars - it's simple - that's where your goddess has fled...
...once I saw you in moonlight and I can tell you - the silvery dust of the stars doesn't shimmer like you...
Then she smiles, like it'sthe first time she's seen sunafter a decade of winters.
...don't you realize a flawless profile means nothing when a mere smile drives me to desperation? Don't you covet that power?..
...but you - women like you are dangerous- ominous – take care, Love – men will first fear you, then later, turn you into a deity...
...when I chose you, I didn't want the commonplace - I didn't want a 'partner' - I wanted a shrine...
...I worship at the temple of your body and without you, I'd have no art...
...why do people venerate Einstein or Bill Gates? Clive Bell explains: Genius worship is the inevitable sign of an uncreative age....
...I can think of other forms of worship than loving you, but none that make me feel so fulfilled...
Deb and I were married on a snowy night - wind cross-wove a veil of snow for her then threw confetti at us as we left the lighted church...
It is one thing to look at a mistreated boat and another to look at a tomb. The silence of the bay seemed more intense. And I could see the glint of the carrion flies.
...I got to love solitude - to see the Moon rise and set - I had time to watch it trace the window square across the wall in silent grace...
I was in love once and I am in love now… but luckily with the same person
Love happens once – you get it or you lose it but be rest assured, you never come out of it.
Almost ninety nine percent of relationships break because at least one of the two shows dishonesty – in whatever form or degree – towards it.
I guess us folks in California are kind of straitlaced and old-fashioned."Hahaha, I thought on the way downstairs. I never thought I'd say those words with a straight face...
I'm justthe reason they married.Mum saysI was a surprise.Dad saysI was an accident.Truth is ...I am their mistake.
...at morning, I'm unruffled - I'll sit with my tea and Muse Cat beside me and listen to the soft chime of the grandfather clock...
The true test is wonwhen being togetherwithout saying a wordis everything.
For everything that's known about Lyme disease, there are still an extraordinary number of unknowns in some fairly fundamental areas.
Lyme disease is preventable, but only if Canadians have the information they need to prevent it.
Just be the strong woman you are, like me. If the guys can't handle us, it's their problem.
There're three reasonspeople get away from here:gone good, gone bad orgone dead.
...I committed a sin the day I refused you - I discovered metal inside me where my heart should be - forgive me, Love, for acting on principles...
Remember this: a story that must be told never forgives silence. Speech is the mouth's debt to a story.
...the making of stories is only one part of my craft -mainly, I'm a heart whisperer...
...you have changed everything for me- you rearranged the furniture and now you've changed the view from my window!...
...consider yourself a functional character in someone else's novel - a background character - a person on the street - that's the perspective ...
...you've lost perspective? Well, get it back - God alone has the third person point of view in this life ...
... this longing inside me that never goes away, must be a poem...must be you ...
...the wind hums low with sweet exultation, sings its lullaby, while you sleep ...
...my dreams are tangled in images of stars and clouds and firelight - we go camping at night - it's my lucid dream of being with you...
...freshly cut Christmas trees smelling of stars and snow and pine resin - inhale deeply and fill your soul with wintry night...
... paint in blue and black...sometimes gray - the colors of night - occasionally I surprise you with a mustard yellow, but then, I am a poet ...
...careful the morning lest it wake from slumber the city half-encumbered by the morning mist ...
...How terrible, those dreams before sleep were—the worse kind, mixing hope with despair...
...authority is the unmistakeable tone in the voice of a true writer...
...I always thought youth were idealists - now, I'm not so sure - I'm more idealistic now then at 17...
It’s so hard to communicate because there are so many moving parts. There’s presentation and there’s interpretationand they’re so dependent on each other it makes things very difficult.
...each person is required to ask, 'what is my authority?' - on what do you base your decisions? if it's yourself, then you are without excuse...
...when you're a writer, you become deeper and more uniquely distinct, the more you go inside yourself...
