Quotes About Lightning

Every second a hundred bolts of lightning streak to Earth across the globe as the electric charges that build up within storm clouds are attracted by the positively charged ground. Earth experiences about 40,000 thunderstorms a day.

Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail the sky cracked its poems in naked wonder, that the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze, leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder

Like a flash of lightning Arthur Schopenhauer appeared to me and said, The highest law is love, the love that is compassion

hat is what makes for the horror of life all around. How does it stun you—with thunder and lightning? No, with sidelong glances and whispers of calumny. It's all trickery and ambiguity. A single thread is like a spiderweb, pull and it's gone, but try to free yourself and you get even more entangled.

And that also makes for the horror of life all around. How does it stun you—with thunder and lightning? No, with sidelong glances and whispers of calumny. It's all trickery and ambiguity. A single thread is like a spiderweb, pull and it's gone, but try to free yourself and you get even more entangled.

I couldn't sleep for the longest time. I lay in bed watching the wreaths of sea mist sweep by. At times the mist cleared, and the sea for some distance could be seen in the glare of the lightning, which now came thick and fast, followed by such sudden peals of thunder that the whole sky overhead trembled under the shock of the footsteps of the storm.

The little space within the heart is as great as the vast universe. The heavens and the earth are there, and the sun and the moon and the stars. Fire and lightening and winds are there, and all that now is and all that is not.

His smile was like lightning in the darkness, blinding and beautiful and mysterious, and I wanted him so badly it was physically painful.

For most of us, there is only the unattended Moment, the moment in and out of time, The distraction fit, lost in a shaft of sunlight, The wild thyme unseen, or the winter lightning Or the waterfall, or music heard so deeply That it is not heard at all, but you are the music While the music lasts. from "The Dry Salvages

touching God might be like touching a thick shaft of lightning, but one filled with pleasure. It might very well kill you, she said, but at least you'd die with a smile on your face.

There's a heat-wave in swallows — Dry static of the baked air crackling Off their wing-tips, and no let-up, round and Round and round the sun-struck dizzy buildings. There's thunder too in swallows. Glitter-dark, flickering over the white hay Where the flies hide from the lightning When the air tightens, and the whole sky sags low like a big, warm drop. What is loveliest about swallows Is the moment they come, The moment they dip in, and are suddenly there.

For nowadays the world is lit by lightning! Blow out your candles, Laura -- and so goodbye. . . .

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible, swift sword;His truth is marching on.

As if you could pick in love, as if it were not a lightning bolt that splits your bones and leaves you staked out in the middle of the courtyard. (...) You don't pick out the rain that soaks you to the skin when you come out of a concert.

Como si pudiese elegir el amor, como si no fuera un rayo que te parte los huesos

To beauty such as this No woman could give birth; The quivering lightning flash Is not a child of earth.

O Cloud, in all the lands you choose, gathering greater glory in the rains; may you never be parted from the lightning even for an instant.

Magician! Do you know how long I've been looking for you? I was afraid you wouldn't come or that Yama had taken you," Devaralan said. The magician, Ravidasan, laughed loudly. "Why would Yama come near me? He's with Sundara Chozhan and his two sons. Tomorrow their lives will end!" cried the magician. Lightning flashed suddenly, brightening the sky and the earth.

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Pressure is uncomfortable, but so are the gallows. Keep your secrets, wolfgirl. Dance your fists with Eldric's, snatch lightning from the gods. Howl at the moon, at the blood-red moon. Let your mouth be a cavern of stars.

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

I want to teach men the sense of their existence, which is the Superman, the lightning out of the dark cloud man.

Because we approach the gospel with preconceived notions of what it should say rather than what it does say, the Word no longer falls like rain on the parched ground of our souls. It no longer sweeps like a wild storm into the corners of our comfortable piety. It no longer vibrates like sharp lightning in the dark recesses of our nonhistoric orthodoxy. The gospel becomes, in the words of Gertrude Stein, … a pattering of pious platitudes spoken by a Jewish carpenter in the distant past.

A truly good book is something as natural, and as unexpectedly and unaccountably fair and perfect, as a wild flower discovered on the prairies of the West or in the jungles of the East. Genius is a light which makes the darkness visible, like the lightning's flash, which perchance shatters the temple of knowledge itself,--and not a taper lighted at the hearth-stone of the race, which pales before the light of common day.