Sudden resolutions, like the sudden rise of mercury in a barometer, indicate little else than the variability of the weather.
—David Hare (b.1947) English Dramatist, Director, Film-Maker
Rain! whose soft architectural hands have power to cut stones and chisel to shapes of grandeur the very mountains.
—Henry Ward Beecher (1813–87) American Clergyman, Writer
A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water.
—Carl Reiner (1922–2020) American Actor, Comedian, Film Director
Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
—Langston Hughes (1902–67) American Poet, Fiction Writer, Dramatist
The closer the bird is to the surface of the water, the firmer and more inelastic is the uplift of the rising air. The bird appears to almost feel the surface with the tip of its weather wing.
—Lawrence Hargrave (1850–1915) British-Australian Aeronautical Pioneer
The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of a world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment then where is it to be found?
—J. B. Priestley (1894–1984) English Novelist, Playwright, Critic
Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I but when the trees bow down their heads, the wind is passing by.
—Christina Rossetti (1830–94) English Poet, Hymn Writer
Every man has a rainy corner of his life whence comes foul weather which follows him.
—Jean Paul (1763–1825) German Novelist, Philosopher
May is a very early time in the year and the weather is usually bad. You cannot run a fast mile race if there is a strong wind, because it makes your running uneven.
—Roger Bannister (1929–2018) British Athlete, Neurologist
A cloudy day, or a little sunshine, have as great an influence on many constitutions as the most real blessings or misfortunes.
—Joseph Addison (1672–1719) English Essayist, Poet, Playwright, Politician
The snow itself is lonely or, if you prefer, self-sufficient. There is no other time when the whole world seems composed of one thing and one thing only.
—Joseph Wood Krutch (1893–1970) American Writer, Critic, Naturalist
What men call gallantry, and gods adultery, is much more common where the climate’s sultry.
—Lord Byron (George Gordon Byron) (1788–1824) English Romantic Poet
It is almost possible to predict one or two days in advance, within a rather broad range of probability, what the weather is going to be; it is even thought that it will not be impossible to publish daily forecasts, which would be very useful to society.
—Antoine Lavoisier (1743–94) French Chemical Revolution Figure
It is one of the secrets of Nature in its mood of mockery that fine weather lays heavier weight on the mind and hearts of the depressed and the inwardly tormented than does a really bad day with dark rain sniveling continuously and sympathetically from a dirty sky.
—Muriel Spark (1918–2006) Scottish Novelist, Short-story Writer, Poet
Some are weather-wise, some are otherwise.
—Benjamin Franklin (1706–90) American Political Leader, Inventor, Diplomat
The weather was fine, the valleys literally covered with buffaloe, and everything seemed to promise a safe and speedy movement to the first grove of timber on my route, supposed to be about ten days’ march.
—William Henry Ashley (1778–1838) American Fur Trader, Politician
Referring to the bad sun conditions in left field at the stadium: It gets late out there early.
—Yogi Berra (1925–2015) American Sportsperson
An inexhaustible good nature is one of the most precious gifts of heaven, spreading itself like oil over the troubled sea of thought, and keeping the mind smooth and equable in the roughest weather.
—Washington Irving (1783–1859) American Essayist, Biographer, Historian
If enough people think of a thing and work hard enough at it, I guess it’s pretty nearly bound to happen, wind and weather permitting.
—Laura Ingalls Wilder (1867–1957) American Children’s Novelist
External heat and cold had little influence on Scrooge. No warmth could warm, no wintry weather chill him. No wind that blew was bitterer than he, no falling snow was more intent upon its purpose, no pelting rain less open to entreaty.
—Charles Dickens (1812–70) English Novelist
Spring is the season of gaiety, and winter of terror; in spring the heart of tranquility dances to the melody of the groves, and the eye of benevolence sparkles at the sight of happiness and plenty: in winter, compassion melts at universal calamity, and the tear of softness starts at the wailing of hunger and the cries of the creation in distress.
—Samuel Johnson (1709–84) British Essayist
I’m a big follower and reactor to weather.
—Jimmy Buffett (1946–2023) American Singer, Songwriter, Tropical Rock Musician
To be interested in the changing seasons is, in this middling zone, a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.
—George Santayana (1863–1952) Spanish-American Poet, Philosopher
During the next thirty years the pole-ward migration of populations continued. A few fortified cities defied the rising water-levels and the encroaching jungles, building elaborate sea-walls around their perimeters, but one by one these were breached. Only within the former Arctic and Antarctic Circles was life tolerable. The oblique incidence of the sun’s rays provided a shield against the more powerful radiation. Cities on higher ground in mountainous areas nearer the Equator had been abandoned, despite their cooler temperatures, because of the diminished atmospheric protection.
—J. G. Ballard (1930–2009) English Novelist, Short Story Writer
Black are the brooding clouds and troubled the deep waters, when the Sea of Thought, first heaving from a calm, gives up its Dead.
—Charles Dickens (1812–70) English Novelist
The poet may be used as a barometer, but let us not forget that he is also part of the weather.
—Lionel Trilling (1905–75) American Literary Critic
There will be a rain dance Friday night, weather permitting.
—George Carlin (1937–2008) American Stand-Up Comedian
All was silent as before –
All silent save the dripping rain.
—Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807–82) American Poet, Educator, Academic
Day is like day as two beads in a rosary, unless changes of weather form the only variety.
—Henryk Sienkiewicz (1846–1916) Polish Novelist, Nobel Laureate
the spring, the summer,
The chilling autumn, angry winter, change
Their wonted liveries; and the mazed world
By their increase, now knows not which is which.
—William Shakespeare (1564–1616) British Playwright
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