Quotes About Storm

The color has faded out of the sky. It is grey, becoming darker as the world turns herself round a little more. The clouds are long and black and ragged, like the wings of stormbattered dragons.

To calculate the distance of the storm, count the number of seconds (one Mississippi…two Mississippi…three Mississippi…) between the flash of lightning and the thunder. Then divide by five. You now know how many miles away the storm is.

Distant thunder sounded on and off throughout the evening and occasionally a heavier roll would cause them to stare out beyond the windows.

Not the storm but the calm that slays me.

William Strachey, who would later write the most detailed account of the storm, must have made his way from his quarters to the deck so he could see conditions for himself.

A sea storm attacks the senses, the mind, the spirit, until the gut is filled with terror that can make a brave man cower belowdecks, curled into a ball like a whimpering child.

the death toll on the Diamond and the Swallow was terrible. Between the two vessels, thirty-two passengers and crew—well over 10 percent of their total complement—had died at sea, their bodies thrown overboard. Somehow, during the crossing, perhaps at the height of the storm, two of the women passengers gave birth to babies. Not surprisingly given the circumstances, the two children, both boys, died in mid-Atlantic.

it is unlikely that any of the ships' captains seriously considered steering their damaged and undermanned vessels to either Barbuda or the Bermudas in search of the Sea Venture. Instead, the storm would have convinced all the captains to steer for Virginia and what they hoped and prayed would be safety.

All any on the flagship could do was hope the other vessels were safe, pray that the other ships and their crews and passengers would survive the storm.

what a grumbling storm she had invoked. And yet it was done. Now he had to be man enough to walk into this storm, and emerge as Almissia's king.

He turned on the radio, and sure enough, the meteorologists were practically peeing themselves with joy. "Wind gusts up to fifty miles per hour, heavy rains, some local flooding. Stay inside, folks!

Terminó temblorosa, llorando. Pocas veces lloraba Angustias sinceramente. Siempre el llanto la afeaba, pero éste, espantoso, que la sacudía ahora, no me causaba repugnancia, sino cierto placer. Algo así como ver descargar una tormenta.

Like nature, like life. The storm will pass. The night will end. Spring will come.

Sheets of sleet hurtled themselves against the windows, clattering like the tapping of devilish fingers upon the glass.

But that's how it is on a sailing ship, and in this respect its journey parallels that of life: simply knowing where you want to go isn't enough, because life is a windblown voyage, consisting mainly of the detours imposed by alternating calm and storm.

Thou glorious mirror, where the Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests.

Soy Daenerys de la Tormenta, de la sangre y la semilla de Aegon el conquistador.

For herself, she wanted sleet and ice, howling winds, thunder to shake the very stones of the Red Keep. She wanted a storm to match her rage.

Then the storm broke, and the dragons danced.

Bring on your storm, my lord-and recall, if you do, the name of this castle"-Ser Courtnay Penrose at Storm's End.

Honey poured over thunder.

Melisandre gazed up at it, her breath a warm moist cloud in the air. "This is my place as it is yours, and soon enough you may have grave need of me. Do not refuse my friendship, Jon. I have seen you in the storm, hard-pressed, with enemies on every side. You have so many enemies. Shall I tell you their names?

In the field, he would sleep in the saddle oft as not, he claimed, so as to be well rested should he come upon a battle. Sun or storm, it made no matter. "A warrior who cannot sleep soon has no strength to fight,

you reached a small half-moon bay, rimmed with white sands and great piles of dried ribbon-weed that had been thrown up by the winter storms and lay along the beach like large, badly made birds' nests.