“But who wants to be foretold the weather? It is bad enough when it comes, without our having the misery of knowing about it beforehand.”
Source: Three Men in a Boat
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Jerome K. Jerome87
English humorist 1859–1927Related quotes
“One is not born English without knowing how to converse easily about the weather.”
Deanna Raybourn (1968) American writer
Source: Dark Road to Darjeeling
“You're about as reliable as paper shoes in bad weather.”
Brandon Boyd (1976) American rock singer, writer and visual artist
Lyrics, Light Grenades (2006)
Kenneth Grahame book The Reluctant Dragon
The Boy to his parents AMK SENİN
Dream Days (1898), The Reluctant Dragon
Context: Look here, father, you know we've each of us got our line. You know about sheep, and weather, and things; I know about dragons. I always said, you know, that that cave up there was a dragon-cave. I always said it must have belonged to a dragon some time, and ought to belong to a dragon now, if rules count for anything. Well, now you tell me it has got a dragon, and so that's all right. I'm not half as much surprised as when you told me it hadn't got a dragon. Rules always come right if you wait quietly.
Billy Connolly (1942) British comedian
Billy Connolly http://books.guardian.co.uk/departments/biography/story/0,6000,556340,00.html <br class="br">Book Sources
“There is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.”
John Ruskin (1819–1900) English writer and art critic
Quoted by John Lubbock, 1st Baron Avebury, The Use of Life, chapter IV: "Recreation" (1894).
Woody Allen (1935) American screenwriter, director, actor, comedian, author, playwright, and musician
“Out of nothing to have come on major weather,”
Wallace Stevens (1879–1955) American poet
Notes Toward a Supreme Fiction (1942), It Must Give Pleasure
Context: p>But to impose is not
To discover. To discover an order as of
A season, to discover summer and know it, To discover winter and know it well, to find
Not to impose, not to have reasoned at all,
Out of nothing to have come on major weather,It is possible, possible, possible. It must
Be possible. It must be that in time
The real will from its crude compoundings come,Seeming at first, a beast disgorged, unlike,
Warmed by a desperate milk. To find the real,
To be stripped of every fiction except one,The fiction of an absolute — Angel,
Be silent in your luminous cloud and hear
The luminous melody of proper sound.