People who wear fur smell like a wet dog if they're in the rain. And they look fat and gross.

A bank is a place where they lend you an umbrella in fair weather and ask for it back when it begins to rain.

My sorrow, when she's here with me, Thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; She loves the bare, The withered tree; She walks the sodden pasture lane.

“Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.”

“Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.”