Chimneys Quote by Charles Dickens

“Sometimes it slanted against her window with a pinging sound, which meant it was close to hail, and then it was visible as tiny…

— Alistair MacLeod

The rain was still crashing down, angrily machine-gunning the large windows; it poured through the gutters up in the tower and funneled along the…

— Carlos Ruiz Zafon

“Torrential rain hammered the windshield. It was as if the glass was melting.”

— Julian North

“Air was filtering out of my two collapsing lungs. Water rose, bubbling to enter, and I would have died of instantaneous pneumonia - something…

— Grace Paley

A little tap at the window, as though some missile had struck it, followed by a plentiful, falling sound, as light, though, as if…

— Marcel Proust

The sky was dark and gloomy, the air was damp and raw, the streets were wet and sloppy. The smoke hung sluggishly above the…

— Charles Dickens

The rain began again. It fell heavily, easily, with no meaning or intention but the fulfilment of its own nature, which was to fall…

— Helen Garner

The rain fell, the floods came,and the winds blew and beat on that house, but it did not fall, because it had been founded…

— Anonymous

The heavy rain beat down the tender branches of vine and jessamine, and trampled on them in its fury; and when the lightning gleamed,…

— Charles Dickens

“The ragged curtains were reaching out across the room and the foot of the bed was soaked with rain. She got up and closed…

— Nancy B. Brewer

A sudden gust of rain blew over them and then another - as if small liquid clouds were bouncing along the land. Lightning entered…

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“The sharp tap of hail begins against the window panes like bony fingers trying to find a way inside.”

— Amy Engel