#rain

still other winters average their rain months into a long, cold season of relentless sog and little color. At such times, looking out through the spattered glass, I feel, deep in some spongy, unignorable organ, that we will have floods, and damage, and losses; we will have gray till the cows come home, and there will be no more cows--they'll all just rot, drown, or simply wash away. We will have rain until the very hills dissolve. And when the dirty cotton swaddling of fog finally falls away, we will all be desperate for vital signs. ↗

— Robert Michael Pyle

#winter #home

How do you feel right now?" "I hurt like hell." "You'll feel worse tomorrow." "So?" "So, better get a jump on this while you still feel...not as bad." "What kind of logic is that?" I retorted. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#logic #training #humor

No brain at all, some of them [people], only grey fluff that's blown into their heads by mistake, and they don't Think. ↗

— A.A. Milne

#eeyore #humor #thinking #thoughts #winnie-the-pooh

It rained toads the day the White Council came to town. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#magic #rain #toads #humor

Kahlan ambled toward the door. "Well, my breasts aren't as large as yours Berdine." She slowed as she passed Raina. "I think Raina's hands would fit mine better. ↗

— Terry Goodkind

#humor #kahlan #raina #humor

All through first and second and third hour, Eleanor rubbed her palm. Nothing happened. How could it be possible that there were that many never ending all in one place? And were they always there, or did they just flip on wherever they felt like it? Because, if they were always there, how did she manage to turn doorknobs without fainting? Maybe this was why so many people said it felt better to drive a stick shift. ↗

— Rainbow Rowell

#humor #rainbow-rowell #humor

Writing is hard. Not as hard as not writing. Not writing is torturous, bloody, chaotic and a gruesome winless battle. A writer who writes, knows peace, lives connected to truth. Not writing is ache, betrayal, death of the soul and imagination. ↗

— Coco J. Ginger

#betrayal #death #imagination #jamie-weise #love

Thomas: Is it [my brain] fixed? Brenda: It worked, judging from the fact that you're not trying to kill us anymore... ↗

— James Dashner

#humor #maze-runner #mind-control #sarcasm #sci-fi

...the imagination is unleashed by constraints. You break out of the box by stepping into shackles. ↗

— Jonah Lehrer

#creativity #imagination #limitations #imagination

Back then, Billy imagined that drops of rain were unanswered prayers falling back to earth. ↗

— Jim Carroll

#imagination