Rain Quote by George R.R. Martin Download Open image ““...trying to remember was like trying to catch the rain with her fingers.”” — George R.R. Martin ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.9 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare Rain
“Rained placed the palms of her hands on either side of my face and turned my head to look into her eyes. I was… — Shay Savage Copy Share Image
“She blinked, trying to recall the dream, but the effort was like trying to chase water while it soaked into the ground.” — Darcy Coates Copy Share Image
“I reach for her hand and wind my fingers through hers, turning them so the rain patters down onto her palm. I trace a… — Amie Kaufman Copy Share Image
“One of her hands is slowly tracing up and down from my waist to my arm. The feel of her hands against my skin… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“I would I were alive again to kiss the fingers of the rain.” — Edna St Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
“...the only real significance she had attached to the memory was that it was funny what stuck with you.” — David Foster Wallace Copy Share Image
“She learned to catch a moment in her hand before it flew away and hold it tightly while she had the chance.” — Beth Moore Copy Share Image
“The way her fingers flutter through the space around her. Each a thing he hopes never to forget.” — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“Like dipping me under the spring, she did what she thought she needed to do. But this time she’d gone too far.” — Danielle Paige Copy Share Image
“It felt like stepping into a memory that had kept going without her.” — Coral Harper Copy Share Image
“Neither's the one you get, less you want me to see if your apple's ripe, yet. - Yoren” — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“It is my look they will flinch from now, my frown that they must fear.” — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“Everything Syrio Forel had ever taught her vanished in a heartbeat. In that instant of sudden terror, the only lesson Arya could remember was… — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“Megga couldn’t sing, but she was mad to be kissed. She and Alla played a kissing game sometimes, she confessed, but it wasn’t the… — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“The rain feels good against my face, Sam. It feels like tears. Let me stay a while longer, I pray you. It has been… — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“Every man who walks the earth casts a shadow on the world. Some are thin and weak, others long and dark.” — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“The shy girl she had known at Riverrun had grown into a woman who was by turns proud, fearful, cruel, dreamy, reckless, timid, stubborn,… — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“He won the war on the battlefield and lost it in a bedchamber, poor fool.” — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“On the morning after battle the crows had feasted on victors and vanquished alike. How much can a crown be worth when a crow… — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“As ofttimes as it rains on my little spot of earth, you'd think I'd grow accustomed to the gloom.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
No matter how strong the storm, how hard the rain and how vicious the wind there is always a gap in the clouds for… — Ben Greenhalgh Copy Share Image
The crisis of our diminishing water resources is just as severe (if less obviously immediate) as any wartime crisis we have ever faced. Our… — Jim Wright Copy Share Image
Some would call me an environmentalist. I don't know why. I reuse the water that falls in my backyard in the winter. I reuse… — Ed Begley, Jr Copy Share Image
He will hear the rain before he feels it, a clicking on the dry grass, on the olive leaves. — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
“A flower needs the rain to grow just as much as it needs the sunshine.” — Teresa Mummert Copy Share Image
“The next forty-five minutes in that office was about as much fun as a day at Disney World—when it’s pouring rain. And all there… — James Patterson Copy Share Image
The Louvre! The Louvre has me in its clutches. Every time I'm there rich blessings rain down upon me. I am coming to understand… — Paula Modersohn-Becker Copy Share Image
He put his hands on her shoulders and kissed her full on the mouth. His skin was wet with rain. When she didn't pull… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Joel Lane documents a life we don’t quite live, in a city we can’t quite find: half glimpsed and half imagined, we know it’s… — Chaz Brenchley Copy Share Image
