Rain Quote by William Faulkner Download Open image ““Caddy smelled like trees in the rain.”” — William Faulkner ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.7 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare Rain Trees
“He couldn't stop smelling the air in great, deep, loud sniffs. It was so delicious. It smelled of water, and mud, and maple trees,… — Elizabeth Enright Copy Share Image
“In the dark of the trees he could smell splintered wood and see white upturned faces like wide white dirty flowers.” — Michael Shaara Copy Share Image
“He smelled like grass and warm earth, like smoke and semen and horses.” — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“Cyrus squinted through the rain at the old man, at the truck, at the crackling Golden Lady. What was going on? None of this… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
“He smells like the ocean on a wild, storm-tossed day. Like moonlight on the open water. Like rain falling through leaves.” — Tracy Wolff Copy Share Image
“I like the rain; it brings your fragrance everywhere and the nature smells your aroma.” — M.F. Moonzajer Copy Share Image
“It almost rained Saturday.The clouds hung low over the farm.The air felt thick.It smelled like rain. In town,the sidewalks got damp, that was all.” — Karen Hesse Copy Share Image
“The river itself is not a hundred yards across, and pa and Vernon and Vardaman and Dewey Dell are the only things in sight… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
The quality an artist must have is objectivity in judging his work, plus the honesty and courage not to kid himself about it. — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
“Luster returned, wearing a stiff new straw hat with a colored band and carrying a cloth cap. The hat seemed to isolate Luster's skull,… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
It is easy enough to say that man is immortal simply because he will endure: that when the last ding-dong of doom has clanged… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
“What matters is at the end of life, when you're about to pass into oblivion, that you've at least scratched 'Kilroy was here,' on… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
I've got to feel the pencil and see the words at the end of the pencil, — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
And sure enough, even waiting will end...if you can just wait long enough. — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
“I believe that man will not merely endure: he will prevail. He is immortal, not because he alone among creatures has an inexhaustible voice,… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
Never be afraid to raise your voice for honesty and truth and compassion against injustice and lying and greed. If people all over the… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
To understand the world, you must first understand a place like Mississippi. — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
“What modren ideas?” pap said. “I didn’t know there was but one idea about work—until it is done, it ain’t done, and when it… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
“It was only as he put his hand on the door that he became aware of complete silence beyond it, a silence which he… — William Faulkner 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 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
Yes, Brazil, like the whole world, stands to lose a lot in a climate-altered world. But it's also one of the major forces determining… — Gisele Bundchen Copy Share Image
