Quotes About Storm

I watched the storm as I might have watched the approach and passing of a fierce and beautiful animal. The

They sit for a long time, hidden away in the small crater. Holding each other like refugees from a storm… Beneath Ora's body are the cool stone and the whole mountain, enormous and solid and infinite. She thinks: How thin is the crust of the earth

To use the mind for purposes of pride and aggrandizement is like a gusty wind or a violent storm; it cannot last long.23

There's something visceral about a storm in the night, how it tugs at the eaves and rattles the windows like some beast trying to get in.

Never let the presence of a storm cause you to doubt the presence of God.

We need God as much in the calm as in the storm.

It often takes the darkness of a storm to show us the light of God's presence.

When we're in the storm we learn more about the character of the God we serve than when we're on the mountaintop.

Did you never run for shelter in a storm, and find fruit which you expected not? Did you never go to God for safeguard, driven by outward storms, and there find unexpected fruit?

Sometimes God calms the storm. Sometimes He lets the storm rage and He calms you

I am circling around God, around the ancient tower, and I have been circling for a thousand years, and I still don't know if I am a falcon, or a storm, or a great song.

In a storm there is no shelter like the wings of God.

God's voice was not in the earthquake, Not in the fire, nor the storm, but it was in the whispering breezes.

The earth is rocking, the skies are riven-- Jove in a passion, in god-like fashion, Is breaking the crystal urns of heaven.

In the evenings there's been thunder, a distant bumping and stumbling, like God on a sullen binge.

Does God notice when I'm afraid? Note the resolve in the eyes of Jesus as he marches through the storm to rescue his friends.

Under the storms, sun becomes a god!

He that pursues fame with just claims, trusts his happiness to the winds; but he that endeavors after it by false merit, has to fear, not only the violence of the storm, but the leaks of his vessel.

What mortal is there, over whose first joys and happiness does not break some storm, dispelling with its icy breath his fanciful illusions, and shattering his altar?

Let the Sun Shining in our Brain Storm to Happiness

Joy weathers any storm: Happiness rides the waves.

At its best, [Japanese cooking] is inextricably meshed with aesthetics, with religion, with tradition and history. It is evocative of seasonal changes, or of one's childhood, or of a storm at sea.

Storms rumble beyond the horizon, and the fires of heaven purge the earth. There is no salvation without destruction, no hope this side of death.

A paradox is a storm that rains on itself.