After The Rain Quotes

“A life without rain is like the sun without shade.”
― Karen White, After the Rain

“You have to get through the rain if you're ever going to see a rainbow.”
― Karen White, After the Rain

“The highway of life was littered with the roadkill of those who didn't know when to change lanes.”
― Karen White, After the Rain

“Two pessimists can not live together. They can only suffer together.”
― Ljupka Cvetanova, The New Land

“All you wander aren't lost, you know.”
― Karen White

“It had rained overnight, a little pitter-patter of drops playing on her window sometime just after midnight. The storm had moved in and washed over the dusty outcroppings of Ginny's property. Everything was left with a dewy sense of renewal.
The ground was still damp but oddly warm against Julia's bare toes. A veil of steam floated up from the stone pavers, giving everything a mystical feel. She remembered these kinds of mornings. The recollection comforted her. Closing her eyes, she inhaled. Fresh air filled her lungs. She liked the sweet, organic smell that touched at the back of her throat and hinted of sage. Probably the rains had been responsible for releasing such an ethereal aroma.”
― Nicole Meier, The Second Chance Supper Club

“The brightest rainbows are often found after the roughest storms.”
― Brittany Burgunder, Safety in Numbers: From 56 to 221 Pounds, My Battle with Eating Disorders

“The wet garden steamed gently after the rain, fairy clouds rising above the greenery into the slanting sunshine.”
― Louisa Morgan, The Witch's Kind

“It had been a dove-colored morning when Stella had left home, a soft gray sky touched with pink at the horizon. It had brightened after the rain, though, and everything was edged with gold this afternoon, like the pages of a precious book. Mist clung on in hollows, and water was running at the side of the road, but the hedgerows glittered now, wood pigeons lifting from wheat fields, and the hills were burnished bronze. Stella breathed in a scent of fallen leaves and wood fires, and vaguely wished for a less complicated life in which she might simply sit and evaluate the light with a box of watercolors on her lap.”
― Caroline Scott, Good Taste

“With summer nearly upon the Pacific Northwest, I couldn't expect too many more days like this one. There was no better way to spend a late-spring morning than at the arboretum, the beautiful foliage surrounding me bringing peace and good memories.
The trees around me rustled, unsettling dew from last night's rain and showering the ground below with rainbow specks of water as sunlight filtered through.”
― Sabrina Blackburry, Dirty Lying Wolves