Storm Quotes
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You wouldn't abandon ship in a storm just because you couldn't control the winds.
Thomas More -
Each day the storm clouds were opening like great purple flowers and pouring out their dark thunder. Each nightfall, the storm was laid down on their houses like a burden the day had carried.
Eudora Welty
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I think sometimes we think faith is about having all the answers. It isn't. But it's the thing that keeps you steady and in peace in the midst of storms.
Todd Burpo -
The myth of unlimited production brings war in its train as inevitably as clouds announce a storm.
Albert Camus -
Until I lose my soul and lie Blind to the beauty of the earth, Deaf though shouting wind goes by, Dumb in a storm of mirth; Until my heart is quenched at length And I have left the land of men, Oh, let me love with all my strength Careless if I am loved again.
Sara Teasdale -
She stood in the storm, and when the wind did not blow her way, she adjusted her sails.
Elizabeth Edwards -
To make decisions while infuriated is as unwise and foolish as it is for a captain to put out to sea in a raging storm.
ElRay L. Christiansen -
It often takes the darkness of a storm to show us the light of God's presence.
Tony Evans
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I'm most inspired by people who are doing what they love in a big, loud way. And big and loud doesn't always have to be big and loud. Sometimes these people can appear as a quiet storm, but in their full expression everyone feels the impact.
Karla Cheatham Mosley -
You don't fear for your life in the middle of a storm, you can't really afford to.
Ellen MacArthur -
I would not live alway; I ask not to stay Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way.
William Augustus Muhlenberg -
Why the Egyptian, Arabic, Abyssinian, Choctaw? Well, what tongue does the wind talk? What nationality is a storm? What country do rains come from? What color is lightning? Where does thunder goe when it dies?
Ray Bradbury -
I do know that when my children are older and telling their own children about their grandmother, they will be able to say that she stood in the storm...and when the wind did not blow her way - - and it surely has not - - she adjusted her sails.
Elizabeth Edwards -
So let the storm rage. Let the storm rage.
Ahmed Toufiq
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Great music is a psychical storm, agitating to fathomless depths the mystery of the past within us.
Paul Elmer More -
The storm ate up September’s cry of despair, delighted at its mischief, as all storms are.
Catherynne M. Valente -
The greatest man is he who chooses right with the most invincible resolution; who resists to sorest temptation from within and without; who bears the heaviest burdens cheerfully; who is calmest in storms, and most fearless under menaces and frowns; whose reliance on truth, on virtue, and on God is most unfaltering.
Seneca the Younger -
My mother, religious-negro, proud of Having waded through a storm, is, very obviously, A sturdy Black bridge that I Crossed over, on.
Carolyn Rodgers -
Fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. Why? Because this storm isn't something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn't get in, and walk through it, step by step.
Haruki Murakami -
We are facing a storm that most of us have long feared.
Ray Nagin
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Storm is prerequisite to mental gain.
Eyedea -
Those who walk in radical obedience have made themselves ready for the storm, and they will overcome.
Bob Sorge -
The dawn came - not the flaming sky that promises storm, but a golden dawn of infinite promise. The birds came flying up out of the east in wedge-shaped formation, and the mist lifted in soft wreaths of sun-shot silver. Colour came back to the world. The grass glowed with a green so vivid that it seemed pulsing, like flame, from some hidden fire in the earth, the distant woods took on all the amazing deep crimsons and purples of their winter colouring, the banks were studded with their jewels of lichens and bright moss, and above the wet hedges shone with sun-shot orbs of light.
Elizabeth Goudge -
Joy was a flame in me Too steady to destroy. Lithe as a bending reed, Loving the storm that sways her
Sara Teasdale