Quotes About Lightning

Call it perversity, if you like," he replied. "There is a flash in your eyes, like lightning, when you are angry. I have always preferred thunderstorms to calm, still days.

I'm a visual writer, so it's fitting that my first brush with 'Red Queen' was an image. I had the idea of a teenage girl in an arena, a bit like 'Gladiator,' and she's about to be executed. But instead of being killed, she kills her executioner with lightning.

The same hot lightning that burns your blood with passion–– cools your fears with peace.

It is vain to look for a defense against lightning.

Genius unrefined resembles a flash of lightning, but wisdom is like the sun.

You'll be found, your nickels, dimes and Indian-heads fused by electroplating. Abe Lincolns melted into Miss Columbias, eagles plucked raw on the backs of quarters, all run to quicksilver in your jeans. More! Any boy hit by lightning, lift his lid and there on his eyeball, pretty as the Lord's Prayer on a pin, find the last scene the boy ever saw! A box-Brownie photo, by God, of that fire climbing down the sky to blow you like a penny whistle, suck your soul back up along the bright stair!

The seller of lightning rods arrived just ahead of the storm.

One of the petitioners, an infamous do-gooder of uncertain sanity named Warner Mifflin, had actually acknowledged that his antislavery vision came to him after he was struck by lightning in a thunderstorm.

You can't deny Eros. Eros wills trike, like lightning. Our human defenses are frail, ludicrous. Like plasterboard houses in a hurricane. Your triumph is in perfect submission. And the god of Eros will flow through you, as Lawrence says, in the 'perfect obliteration of blood consciousness.

In our household, which was essentially under an evil spell, my father 'Chaplin' was all the magic. A great man draws magic into himself, like reverse lightning. There's nothing to spare for anyone else.

Miraba caer las gotas iluminadas por los relámpagos, ya cada que respiraba suspiraba, y cada vez que pensaba, pensaba en ti

Thunder explodes over their heads and Sarah sees the silver sheet of water pouring down outside the broken barn door, Cowboy slumped against the wall with a rueful smile, the buttons in his head reflecting the lightning in blue-white pattern, silver and turquoise, like eyes gazing inward, into his head. Sarah feels a sweep of sadness for Cowboy, the dispossessed panzerboy, his boots leaving tracks in the dust above which he once flew with his mind flicking at the speed of light.

When I was little, I used to run out into the rain and let the water run all over me. Then one day I saw lightning split a tree nearly in half. That pretty much took the joy out of prancing around in thunderstorms.

It a heasy t'ing to live for de lightnin' crack hillumination of possession. It heasy to hide in de dark o' faith , pretendin' dat anyt'in' dat skitter an' scuttle in de night is jus' bad himagination. It a heasy t'in' jus' to stay where you at. Grow roots. Vegetate . Be a potato.

in Plutarch's account of the birth of Alexander the Great, mother Olympias got pregnant from a snake; it was announced by a bolt of lightning that sealed her womb so that her husband Philip could not have sex with her.

They fell from the sky in jagged streaks, like bars of

And then Thomas, still in shock over the sheer power of the lightning bursts, followed his friends, stepping into the gloom. He turned to look just in time to see the rain start falling outside, as if the storm had finally decided to weep with shame for what it had done to them.

My dear sister, I hope, when God Almighty in his righteous providence shall take me out of time into eternity, that it will be by a flash of lightning.

Against the windows the storm comes dashing, Through tattered foliage the hail tears crashing, The blue lightning flashes, The rapid hail clashes... The thunder is rumbling And crashing and crumbling...

Again, now, now, again Plashes the rain in heavy gouts, The crinkled lightning Seems ever brightening... And loud and long Again the thunder shouts His battle-song,— One quivering flash, One wildering crash, Followed by silence dead and dull, As if the cloud, let go, Leapt bodily below To whelm the earth in one mad overthrow, And then a total lull...

And do we also have, do we have … a party of minor deities from the Halls of Asgard?" Away to his right came a rumble of thunder. Lightning arced across the stage. A small group of hairy men with helmets sat looking very pleased with themselves, and raised their glasses to him.

Trempé jusqu'aux os, il restait interdit sur le bas-côté de la route, lorsqu'un nouvel éclair déchira le ciel et l'illumina, lui laissant une fraction de seconde pour déchiffrer le message inscrit sur l'autocollant fixé à l'arrière de la machine avant que celle-ci ne disparaisse. Il en resta bouche bée, n'en croyant pas ses yeux. Il venait de lire : Mon autre voiture est aussi une Porsche.

Lightning belted through the sky, and someone seemed to be pouring something which closely resembled the Atlantic Ocean over them, through a sieve.

Have you met Thor? He makes thunder.