Quotes About Storm

Now and then sprays of rain flew over and misted our faces. Every time I refused to wipe away the wetness. It made the world seem so alive to me. I couldn't help but envy the way a good storm got everyone's attention.

I couldn't help but envy the way a good storm got everyone's attention.

I couldn't help but envy the way a good storm got everyone's attention.

Besides her Zane muttered under his breath. She caught a handful of words. Something about being old, broken bones and a reference to hanging Chase from the lightning rod in the middle of a storm.

Sadness is thick, like a heavy fog that clouds your vision so you can't see any of the good things around you. But grief is something else. It's not fog, it's a storm. It rages inside you, tearing at your organs, pulling at your heart, lungs, skin, until they feel like they are going to rip wide open, exposing the most delicate parts of you, leaving them bloody and raw.

what storm-benighted traveller, when fierce winds and rains are lashing around his lodging, can withstand the cheering influences of a glorious log-fire?

The sullen late-July days would break suddenly into shrieking tempest, in the black heart of which they would struggle with halliards that seemed to have an evil and furious life of their own; or they would be beaten to the deck by a solid weight of rain that was like the emptying of buckets. It was not rain at all, as the term is understood. The skies just turned to water and fell down.

Kit-He said my name again and again.Just...Kit.We held each other tight,rocking,trying to milk the last drops of sensation.Wring the last flashes of lightening.Riders on the storm.

Peace is like a rainbow, you can't have a rainbow without a storm and you can't have peace with out war.

Lincoln told a story of an Irish sailor who had been overtaken at sea by a heavy storm. The sailor thought he ought to pray, but didn't know how. So he fell to his knees and said, "Oh Lord! You know as well as meself that it's seldom I bodder ye, but if ye will only hear me and save me this time, bedad it will be a long time before I bodder ye again.

William Styron says his depression was like a storm in his brain, punctuated by a thunder of self-critical, fearful, despairing thoughts—one clap following another in an endless night. Oppressed by these thoughts, people often become hopeless. Hopelessness, in an extreme form, leads people to think that only one thing can break the cycle, and that is suicide.

hear the storm raging, could still see

She hated the noise and the streaks of light, and the crackling tension in the air, but most of all she hated what it made her feel. ~ Kate God, he loved thunderstorms. Hard to tell why. Maybe it was just the proof of nature's power over man. Maybe it was the sheer energy of the light and sound that pounded around him. Whatever the case, it made him feel alive. ~ Anthony

Take thought. I have weathered the storm, I have beaten out my exile.

Ho cercato di fermare gli eventi, ma ormai mi fanno troppa paura. Senti questo silenzio? Ebbene, c'è una tempesta in ogni camera. Il giorno che scoppieranno, saremo tutte travolte.

The breaking waves dashed highOn a stern and rock-bound coast,And the woods, against a stormy sky,Their giant branches tossed.

porque como o escuro era grande, o tempo muito frio, o mar muito grosso, o vento muito rijo, as aguas cruzadas, o escarcéo muito alto, e a força da tempestade muito terrivel, não havia cousa que bastasse a nos dar remedio, senão só a misericordia de Nosso Senhor,

But never have I been a calm blue sea. I have always been a storm.

Ryan could feel himself using his words to sculpt the storm clouds of the suspicions he had started to form in the library, giving them shape at long last. He looked down at his hands, tensed to wrestle his unruly thoughts into place.

The Apocalypse . . . a storm warning that carries a booming jolt of truth—Trouble ahead; prepare to meet thy God!—followed by the voice of the Gentle Shepherd—Come!

The Bible's picture of a godly leader also describes the godly home: "A shelter from the wind and a refuge from the storm, like streams of water in the desert and the shadow of a great rock" (Isaiah 32:2). May that be true of your home.

The fiercest storm is taking place in some of our churches—the unbelief and disobedience of God's Word.

Peace—[the ability] to sleep in the storm!

May we all storm the gates of heaven for the souls of the anguished, that in their greatest time of need they will hear the gentle voice of God's Spirit calling them to repentance.