A little rain beats down a big wind. Long drinking bouts break open the tun(der).
(François Rabelais (1494-1553), French author, evangelist. Ch. 5, p. 19, Pleiade edition (1995).
in the original: "Petit pluye abat grand vend. Longue beuvettes rompent le tonnoire." Pun on "tonnerre.")
Invariably our best nights were those when it rained, for then we were not troubled with mosquitoes.
(Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862), U.S. philosopher, author, naturalist. "The Allegash and East Branch" (1864) in The Maine Woods (1864), in The Writings of Henry David Thoreau, vol. 3, p. 265, Houghton Mifflin (1906).)