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Quotations about Storms

I like storms. It's Earth's way of venting. ~The Resident, "00:42:30" [S2, E1, 2018, Dr. Austin], written by Harthan, Klaviter, Notarile, Deiker Restivo, & Lu

Storms always made me feel so small. ~Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe, 2012

The swirling song of the storm calls to some dim, long-forgotten instinct, which is suddenly unleashed. ~Virginia Garland, "The Rain," in Out West, 1908

I have said my prayer with the forest; stood to the dark and the rain; cast my voice on the storm. ~Virginia Garland, "The Rain," in Out West, 1908

...there has been a violent storm... This morning shone as bright as if it meant to make up for all the dismalness... ~Nathaniel Hawthorne, journal, 1841

I can tell by the way the trees beat, after
so many dull days, on my worried windowpanes
that a storm is coming...
~Rainer Maria Rilke (1875–1926), "The Man Watching," translated from the German by Robert Bly, 1981

It was one of those somber evenings when the sighing of the wind resembles the moans of a dying man; a storm was brewing, and between the splashes of rain on the windows there was the silence of death. All nature suffers in such moments; the trees writhe in pain and twist their heads; the birds of the fields cower under the bushes; the streets of cities are deserted. ~Alfred de Musset, The Confession of a Child of the Century, 1836, translated from French by Kendall Warren

After bad weather comes good. After a storm comes a calm. ~Italian proverb

A firm tree does not fear the storm. ~Indonesian proverb

There are some things you learn best in calm, and some in storm. ~Willa Sibert Cather, The Song of the Lark, 1915

War-clouds shall hurl their stinging sleet upon our last adventure,
Night-winds shall brokenly whisper our bitter, tragic story.
~John Gould Fletcher, "Tide of Storms"

The storm, the shifter of shapes, drives on
across the woods and across time,
and the world looks as if it had no age...
~Rainer Maria Rilke (1875–1926), "The Man Watching," translated from the German by Robert Bly, 1981

The storm is like the cry of some god in pain whose love the earth refuses. ~Rabindranath Tagore (1861–1941)

The storm raged all night, but when the dawn came it was spent. Anne saw a fairy fringe of light on the skirts of darkness. Soon the eastern hill-tops had a fire-shot ruby rim. The clouds rolled themselves away into great, soft, white masses on the horizon; the sky gleamed blue and silvery. A hush fell over the world. ~L. M. Montgomery, Anne of the Island, 1915

Born in a tempest...
This world to me is like a lasting storm...
~William Shakespeare, Pericles, c.1608  [IV, 1, Marina]

A purple-black curtain filled the western sky. The trees were leaning toward me, as though some giant invisible force were attempting to knock them all down... I knew it had to be a tornado. And it was coming fast... What a noise! A madness of sound, a fulminating and savage descant made more frightful because it came alone, without thunder or lightning or rain. Across an open plain it would have moaned; coming through the forest, it plucked demented chords from the trees and drew harpy screams from the branches, an indescribably primordial cacophony that had the power to invade every corner of the mind. ~R. D. Lawrence (1921–2003), The North Runner, 1979

How suggestive the sounds of the thunder of waves upon rocks and headlands in a storm. They seem to fill the soul with the noblest of all music. I know nothing more exciting than a storm at sea. ~Henry James Slack (1818–1896), "Conversation II: Footsteps on the Sand," The Ministry of the Beautiful, 1850  [a little altered —tg]

The calm before the storm is not a cliché in the north. Usually snow arrives in stealth and in the dead of night, bringing as a companion the big cold. At one moment it seems that the usual background sounds of the wilderness are present; at the next, the land becomes utterly still, yet the calm has not arrived suddenly... Little by little the breeze loses momentum, and the cold increases its grip, and the animals, still magnificently primitive and sensitive, notice the change of tempo and respond to it... By the time that the full calm settles over the wilderness it is as though all life had vanished from the surface of the land... ~R. D. Lawrence (1921–2003), The North Runner, 1979

For the man sound in body and serene of mind there is no such thing as bad weather; every sky has its beauty, and storms which whip the blood do but make it pulse more vigorously. ~George Gissing, "Winter," The Private Papers of Henry Ryecroft, 1903

Storms of men are worse than storms of oceans. ~Victor Hugo, The Man Who Laughs, 1869, translated from the French by Joseph L. Blamire

A little gale will soon disperse that cloud
And blow it to the source from whence it came:
The very beams will dry those vapours up,
For every cloud engenders not a storm.
~William Shakespeare, Henry VI, Part III, 1590  [V, 3, George Plantagenet (Duke of Clarence)]

It was a dark and stormy night, the rain fell in torrents — except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets... rattling along the house-tops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness. ~Edward George Earle Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton, Paul Clifford, 1830

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