Storm Quotes by Chuck Klosterman, Brandon Sanderson, Mahbod Seraji, Mariah Carey, Patrick Rothfuss, Gautama Buddha and many others.
I feel that art has something to do with the achievement of stillness in the midst of chaos. A stillness which characterizes prayer, too, and the eye of the storm. I think that art has something to do with an arrest of attention in the midst of distraction.
So let the storm rage. Let the storm rage.
Angry and choleric men are as ungrateful and unsociable as thunder and lightning, being in themselves all storm and tempest; but quiet and easy natures are like fair weather, welcome to all.
I like storms. I like thunder and lightning. What I do during a storm is shag my girlfriend and pretend that we’re taking part in the conception of the Antichrist.
As you get older, the heart shed its leaves like a tree. You cannot hold out against certain winds. Each day tears away a few more leaves; and then there are the storms that break off several branches at one go. And while nature’s greenery grows back again in the spring, that of the heart never grows back.
The wise man in the storm prays God not for safety from danger but for deliverance from fear. It is the storm within which endangers him[,] not the storm without.
It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake.
The danger isn’t that Big Brother may storm the castle gates. The danger is that Americans don’t realize that he is already inside the castle walls.
I once told Nixon that the Presidency is like being a jackass caught in a hail storm. You’ve got to just stand there and take it.
Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon.
Every cloud engenders not a storm.
The seizure of passionate love can be, in such a context, only illicit, breaking in upon the order of one’s dutiful life in virtue as a devastating storm.
Pain. I seem to have an affection, a kind of sweettooth for it. Bolts of lightning, little rivulets of thunder. And I the eye of the storm.
You are worthy of love and respect. You are beautiful, gifted, and intelligent. Don’t let the storm make you forget it.
Beneath our clothes, our reputations, our pretensions, beneath our religion or lack of it, we are all vulnerable both to the storm without and the storm within.
When a vision comes from the thunder beings of the west, it comes with terror like a thunder storm; but when the storm of vision has passed, the world is greenier and happier; for wherever the truth of vision comes upon the world, it is like a rain. The world, you see, is happier after the terror of the storm.
Maybe that’s what I have been looking for. When storms and rockslides threaten, I am looking for someone who will hold on to me and not let go.
UNDER THE STORM AND THE CLOUD TODAY, AND TODAY THE HARD PERIL AND PAIN – TOMORROW
THE STONE WILL BE ROLLED AWAY, FOR THE SUNSHINE SHALL FOLLOW THE RAIN
THE STONE WILL BE ROLLED AWAY, FOR THE SUNSHINE SHALL FOLLOW THE RAIN
Sometimes God allows storms to come together in such a way that they ultimately fulfill something that would never have happened otherwise.
Unprecedented‘ is the term I’ve heard most commonly to describe the COVID-19 pandemic. As for me, I would describe it as a storm at sea. Lengthy and ferocious. Uncontrollable. Frightening. All-pervading.
Home is a shelter from storms – all sorts of storms.
We all have life storms, and when we get the rough times and we recover from them, we should celebrate that we got through it. No matter how bad it may seem, there’s always something beautiful that you can find.
I really did have this powerful sense, when I was in New Orleans after the storm, of watching all these profiteers descend on Baton Rouge to lobby to get rid of the housing projects and privatise the school system – I thought I was in some science-fiction experiment.
But never have I been a blue calm sea
I have always been a storm.
I have always been a storm.
I would like to live to see the time when the men and woman of God – holy, separated and spiritually enlightened – walk out of the evangelical
church and form a group of their own; when they get off the sinking ship and let her go down in the brackish and worldliness and form a new ark to ride out the storm.
church and form a group of their own; when they get off the sinking ship and let her go down in the brackish and worldliness and form a new ark to ride out the storm.
An effort to declare the ban on contraception вЂinfallible’ would have the immediate effect of focusing Catholic dissent on the doctrine of infallibility itself. . . . A storm of dissent, and even ridicule, directed at infallibility itself would ensue from such a declaration.
We need God as much in the calm as in the storm.
Would not the child‘s heart break in despair when the first cold storm of the world sweeps over it, if the warm sunlight of love from the eyes of mother and father did not shine upon him like the soft reflection of divine light and love?
Tin House magazine is a port in the storm for people who love language. It is unfailingly excellent, and committed to publishing new voices in addition to delivering freaky-fresh work from established writers.
What is revolutionary today is that we’re using precision-guided munitions. And instead of building individual weapons, we are building an industry and a philosophy, the culture of precision. You saw Desert Storm. Precision works.
Those that weather the storm are the great ones.
The Sixties was a perfect storm of disaffection with political leaders trying to pass off the same old platitudes to maintain the status quo and an unexpected courageousness in the masses of youth. Nothing on this scale had ever happened before in U.S. history and it hasn’t happened since.
If you have decided to sail to the sea with great courage and determination, even the storm on the horizon will step aside!
The profound calm which only apparently precedes and prophesies of the storm, is perhaps more awful than the storm itself; for indeed, the calm is but the wrapper and envelop of the storm, and contains it in itself, as the seemingly harmless rifle holds the fatal powder, and the ball, and the explosion.
There’s always another storm. It’s the way the world works. Snowstorms, rainstorms, windstorms, sandstorms, and firestorms. Some are fierce and others are small. You have to deal with each one separately, but you need to keep an eye on whats brewing for tomorrow.
Desert Storm created the pattern for the American way of war that eventually prevailed in Kosovo. America learned from Vietnam that unilateral use of force eventually forfeits international legitimacy and domestic support. Desert Storm demonstrated the political necessity of coalition warfare.
By a divine instinct, men’s minds mistrust ensuing danger; as, by proof, we see the waters swell before a boisterous storm.
Every great, successful person I know shares the capacity to remain centered, clear, and powerful in the midst of emotional ‘storms’.
The melody faded like a rainbow after a storm, or like winds calming down at last; and what was left was calm, and possibility, and relief.
and I circle ten thousand years long; And I still don’t know if I’m a falcon, a storm, or an unfinished song
Some things just couldn’t be protected from the storm. Some things simply needed to be broken off…Once the old things were broken off, amazingly beautiful things grow in their place.
If you like capitalism, you will positively love depressions, because they are one and the same, like manic-depressives and their cycles, like spouse-abusers and their storms of violence.
Not all the winds, and storms, and earthquakes, and seas, and seasons of the world, have done so much to revolutionize the earth as Man, the power of an endless life, has done since the day he came forth upon it, and received dominion over it.
Even in the winter, in the midst of the storm, the sun is still there. Somewhere above the clouds, it still shines and warms and pulls at the life buried deep inside the brown branches and frozen earth.
I got the right temperature for shelter you from the storm
I’ve always said I was born in the storm. I just had to find a way out of it, find the clearing, and believe the clouds would blow away and the darkness would become something else.
Remember to play after every storm.
Nothing whatever but the constitutional law, the political structure, of these United States protects any American from arbitrary seizure of his property and his person, from the Gestapo and the Storm Troops, from the concentration camp, the torture chamber, the revolver at the back of his neck in a cellar.
We want Christ to hurry and calm the storm. He wants us to find him in the midst of it first.
If we try hard to do what that truth requires of us, God will send more light and more truth. It will go on, line after line, as long as we choose to obey the truth. That is why the Savior said that the man who obeyed His commandments built on a rock so solid that no storm of flood could hurt his house.
It also will come through natural forces, as a lot of intense storms also will be brewing. There’s a lot for us to get caught up into if we choose, but they are warning us not to get caught up in it. It’s simply a mirror of the times that we don’t necessarily have to respond to and react to from within.
In 2003, I introduced and passed The Tornado Shelters Act, which allows local governments to use Community Development Block Grant funds to construct storm shelters in manufactured housing communities.
So, the great test of life is to see whether we will hearken to and obey God’s commands in the midst of the storms of life. It is not to endure storms, but to choose the right while they rage. And the tragedy of life is to fail in that test and so fail to qualify to return in glory to our heavenly home.
You are so intense. Like a storm. It’s shocking how intense you are.
If it is true that strength is the child of effort and pain, then most of us will have the opportunity to learn strength. . . . Effort is standing up to the storm. Pain comes from enduring the worst the storm can throw at us. But then so does strength.
The Hawaiian Islands were discovered by hardy Polynesian sailors, who crossed thousands of miles of open ocean in primitive canoes, braving violent storm-tossed seas for months at a time. My family and I arrived by modern commercial aviation, which was infinitely worse.
I hate storms, but calms undermine my spirits.
In retrospect there were failures enough to go around. There were failures before the storm and failures after the storm.
I fundamentally believe that in the moral balance of the human race, we right ourselves. If we feel like the ship’s keel is off, we find a way to steer ourselves through the storm repeatedly.
You when the storm is raging – how do you face despair? It is you that the world discovers, whatever the clothes you wear.
We used to call them the storm of the century but now we’re seeing what happens if we don’t act fast enough – and real human beings are suffering because of that.
I can’t overrule gravity or turn away an approaching hurricane. I’m powerless over those things, yet this doesn’t mean that I can’t act with responsibility. I can pack provisions and head to my cellar as a storm approaches.
Don’t be afraid of the storms; be afraid of the ship and the captain! Forget about the outside factors, what matters is the internal power!
Sometimes God calms the storm and sometimes He calms his child.
Moammar Gadhafi was found hiding in a storm sewer with a gold-plated gun. That’s me in retirement, ladies and gentlemen.
In a storm there is no shelter like the wings of God.
I’d like to be able to use Storm’s powers for good, like have it rain more in Southern California. We could do with it.
I would say that ‘After the Storm’ is much more informed by my personal life than my other movies.
I leave to others the sublime delights of riding in the storm, better pleased with sound sleep & a warmer berth below it encircled, with the society of neighbors, friends & fellow laborers of the earth rather than with spies & sycophants … I have no ambition to govern men. It is a painful and thankless office.
What need, Dunstan wondered, could someone have of the storm-filled eggshells?
It is as hard a thing to maintain a sound understanding, a tender conscience, a lively, gracious, heavenly spirit, and an upright life in the midst of contention, as to keep your candle lighted in the greatest storms.
We should develop anti-satellite weapons because we could not have prevailed without them in ‘Red Storm Rising’.
If left unchecked, global change will create violent conflict, torrential storms, shrinking coastlines, and irreversible catastrophe.
Jesus Christ is not a security from storms. He is the perfect security in storms
When there is a storm in your life, it is not the time to build. No creature on earth tries to build during a storm. Conserve your energy until the storm passes.
In D.C., I’ve passed amendments to allocate $6.3 million to keep our waterways open for business, $1 million as a down payment on our wetland restoration – our natural storm protection – and $5 million to ensure that drilling permits are reviewed thoroughly and efficiently.
Seeing that our thirst was increasing and the water was killing us, while the storm did not abate, we agreed to trust to God, Our Lord, and rather risk the perils of the sea than wait there for certain death from thirst.
During a heavy storm at sea a nervous woman passenger on a large liner went to the captain, seeking reassurance. “Captain,” she asked tremulously, “are we in great danger?” “Don’t worry, madam,” he answered, “after all, we in the hands of God.” “Oh,” she gasped, terror written on her face, “is it as bad as that?”
When the world is storm-driven and bad things happen, then we need to know all the strong fortresses of the spirit which men have built through the ages.
It was a storm in a tea cup, but in politics we sail in paper boats.
Silence fertilizes the deep place where personality grows. A life with a peaceful center can weather all storms.
The storms in my life have become workshops where I can practice my faith in God’s sovereignty.
Please don’t let all the freak storms and climate change lead you to believe in freak storms and climate change.
You’ve only mastered the storm you can sleep through.
You’ll be bothered from time to time by storms, fog, snow. When you are, think of those who went through it before you, and say to yourself, ‘What they could do, I can do.’
There are times when you get frustrated, but the one thing you always focus on is treating people well. You just cannot storm off and freak out.
One misunderstandin g is that if you do the right thing, then life’s storms will stop. If you do the right thing, the storms actually get bigger. This is because they know they can’t blow you down like they used to, and now it’s going to take a lot more energy to find out if you are conscious.
Electric cars are not going to take the market by storm, but it’s going to be a gradual improvement.
Meanwhile, the Ice Storm was still in development, And that was something I really wanted to do, and frankly I don’t think I was ready to do a big production like this.
Stop seeking out the storms and enjoy more fully the sunlight.
But not all men seek rest and peace; some are born with the spirit of the storm in their blood.
By 1939, the Depression was back. Unemployment was huge. Roosevelt didn’t have any quick fix. Remember, the New Deal, Works Progress Administration, and Civilian Conservation Corps – all that happened years before. Roosevelt was riding a storm.
There is no safer feeling than the comfort of sheltering from life’s storms in the harbor of friendship.
The music throbbed in a voice of singular and delicate power; the air was resonant with melody, love and pain. The meanest Italian in the gallery far up beneath the ceiling, the most exalted of the land in the boxes and the stalls, leaned indulgently forward, to be swept by this sweet storm of song.
I remember the first time Bill Fichtner and I had a scene together. I’ve seen him in a few movies, from Armageddon to The Perfect Storm and Contact, and suddenly he’s on a bunk bed and I’m on a bunk bed and we’re doing this scene together. That was a real ‘pinch me’ moment.
President Bush, Secretary of State Rice, and several cabinet level officials have visited Alabama‘s Gulf Coast in recent days to tour the devastation and to offer their continuing support and prayers for everyone affected by the storm.
All people see fires, storms, explosions, or landscapes; but how many feel the flames, the lightnings, the whirlwinds, or the harmony? How many have an inner beauty that tinges their melancholy?
She used to drive me to clubs for engagements and when I was 16 I got a job presenting a TV show in Newcastle. My mum didn’t really like driving, but she carried on. Once I remember we got stuck in a snow storm, but she carried on to get me there in time. She was an amazing, incredible person.
After every storm, there comes clear open skies.
The storm lashes us, out of the confusion of grey and yellow the hail of splinters whips forth the childlike cries of the wounded, and in the night shattered life groans painfully into silence. Our hands are earth, our bodies clay and our eyes pools of rain. We do not know whether we are still alive.
There is a great deal of unmapped country within us which would have to be taken into account in an explanation of our gusts and storms.
In the age of technology there is constant access to vast amounts of information. The basket overflows; people get overwhelmed; the eye of the storm is not so much what goes on in the world, it is the confusion of how to think, feel, digest, and react to what goes on.
I go through the same problems all young people go through. Being in this business, I accept that there are positives and negatives but having a strong family base and a belief in God enables me to weather the storms.
It’s not a bad lesson to learn in the bleaker months: how you view a storm is a question of perspective; provided you find the right rock to watch it from, it could be the most incredible thing you’ll ever witness.
If we have built on the fragile cornerstones of human wisdom, pride, and conditional love, things may look good for a while, but a weak foundation causes collapse when storms hit.
Let’s just say I’m like a ship passing through storms, resting in ports now and then until it’s time to continue the journey. I once told a friend, `I’m just looking for an angel with a broken wing – one that couldn’t fly away.’
Football‘s not particularly crazy. Once you are in it, you’re in the eye of the storm, and it’s quite nice.
Through meteorology, we know essentially how hurricanes form, even though we can’t say where the next storm will arise.
[A]s if life were a thunder-storm wherein you can see by a flash the horizon, and then cannot see your hand.
I wanted to write; I sought all possible paths of personal liberation, but I could never sacrifice a living instant of life for the sake of a line to be written, my balance for the sake of a manuscript, a storm within me for the sake of a poem. I loved life itself too much for this.
It is easier to sail many thousand miles through cold and storm and cannibals, ina government ship, with five hundred men and boys to assist one, than it is to explore the private sea, the Atlantic and Pacific Ocean of one’s being alone.
