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“The colors on the river faded, the rain began, and the river began to rise. It was apparent that the sun would soon give…

— James Baldwin

“...she could not think of what had happened to her that day, or of what might happen that night. Instead, she watched the lamplighters…

— Galen M. Beckett

“But she could not reduce her vision to words, since it was no single shape coloured upon the dark, but rather a general excitement,…

— Virginia Woolf

“…the rain was a fine thing. She often preferred it to the warm slant of sun and the clear brilliance of cloudless blue skies.…

— Nora Roberts

“This is just the beginning of some kind of end, she said, as if she were speaking to the cloudy aquarelle of the city,…

— Pedro Lemebel

“It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents, except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust…

— Anonymous

“The panes streamed with rain, and the short street he looked down into lay wet and empty, as if swept clear suddenly by a…

— Joseph Conrad

“Night was fading over the fields as if the rain had washed the darkness out of the hem of its garment.”

— Cornelia Funke

“When she reached the house the sun had turned the morning air into a shimmering mirage of heat and dust devils. Hannah wished the…

— Barbara Keating

“For some reason, it often rained on the nights they met, and this night was no exception - a thin drizzle was falling outside.”

— Haruki Murikami

“They read the long afternoon through, while the cold November rain fell from the sky upon the quiet house.”

— Ray Bradbury

“She was perched on the windowsill. The brilliant light didn’t seem to bother her. I could just see her thinking to herself that if…

— Calia Read