Many a man curses the rain that falls upon his head, and knows not that it brings abundance to drive away the hunger.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Every man has a rainy corner of his life whence comes foul weather which follows him.
You see, I had been riding with the storm clouds, and had come to earth as rain, and it was drought that I had killed with the power that the Six Grandfathers gave me.
If the rain spoils our picnic, but saves a farmer's crop, who are we to say it shouldn't rain?
One can find so many pains when the rain is falling.
Into each life some rain must fall.
Man can and must prevent the tragedy of famine in the future instead of merely trying with pious regret to salvage the human wreckage of the famine, as he has so often done in the past.
Years of drought and famine come and years of flood and famine come, and the climate is not changed with dance, libation or prayer.
One must know the so-called 'lesson of a downpour.' A man, caught in a sudden rain en route, dashes along the road not to get wet or drenched. Once one takes it for granted that in rain he naturally gets wet, he can be in a tranquil frame of mind even when soaked to the skin. This lesson applies to everything.
It is no use to grumble and complain; It's just as cheap and easy to rejoice; When God sorts out the weather and sends rain - Why, rain's my choice.
Criticism, like rain, should be gentle enough to nourish a man's growth without destroying his roots.