Storms Quotes

“Never lose hope. Storms make people stronger and never last forever.”
― Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart

“The heart of man is very much like the sea, it has its storms, it has its tides and in its depths it has its pearls too”
― Vincent van Gogh, The Letters of Vincent van Gogh

“...I don't just wish you rain, Beloved - I wish you the beauty of storms...”
― John Geddes, A Familiar Rain

“[...] just remember, the storm doesn't last forever. It can scare you; it can shake you to your core. But it never lasts. The rain subsides, the thunder dies, and the winds calm to a soft whisper. And that moment after the storm clouds pass, when all is silent and still, you find peace. Quiet, gentle peace.”
― S.L. Jennings, Fear of Falling

“Thunderstorms are as much our friends as the sunshine.”
― Criss Jami, Killosophy

“Wild nights are my glory!”
― Madeleine L'Engle, A Wrinkle in Time

“All is as if the world did cease to exist. The city's monuments go unseen, its past unheard, and its culture slowly fading in the dismal sea.”
― Nathan Reese Maher

“We live in a world that is beyond our control, and life is in a constant flux of change. So we have a decision to make: keep trying to control a storm that is not going to go away or start learning how to live within the rain.”
― Glenn Pemberton, Hurting with God

“I love to feel the temperature drop and the wind increase just before a thunderstorm. Then I climb in bed with the thunder.”
― Amanda Mosher, Better to be able to love than to be loveable

“I hate it when storm clouds roll in, heralded by dazzling claps of thunder and lightning that boast an ocean of tears. This majestic performance of bad temper manages to overshadow my pathetic attempts at pouting. No one broods like Mother Nature, hence she steals all the attention I was sulking after.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Smile Anyway: Quotes, Verse, and Grumblings for Every Day of the Year

“The weather is nature's disruptor of human plans and busybodies. Of all the things on earth, nature's disruption is what we know we can depend on, as it is essentially uncontrolled by men.”
― Criss Jami, Killosophy

“I like to hear a storm at night. It is so cosy to snuggle down among the blankets and feel that it can't get at you.”
― L.M. Montgomery

“The storm ate up September’s cry of despair, delighted at its mischief, as all storms are.”
― Catherynne M. Valente, The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making

“On an impulse he went into the room and stood before the window, pushing aside the sheer curtain to watch the snow, now nearly eight inches high on the lampposts and the fences and the roofs. It was the sort of storm that rarely happened in Lexington, and the steady white flakes, the silence, filled him with a sense of excitement and peace. It was a moment when all the disparate shards of his life seemed to knit themselves together, every past sadness and disappointment, every anxious secret and uncertainty hidden now beneath the soft white layers. Tomorrow would be quiet, the world subdued and fragile, until the neighborhood children came out to break the stillness with their tracks and shouts and joy. He remembered such days from his own childhood in the mountains, rare moments of escape when he went into the woods, his breathing amplified and his voice somehow muffled by the heavy snow that bent branches low, drifted over paths. The world, for a few short hours, transformed.”
― Kim Edwards, The Memory Keeper's Daughter

“In some literature, I’ve read, weather is used as a metaphor. The darker and stormier the weather outside the more diabolical the deeds done. When the clouds roll away, however, the rain has washed away all the blood in the streets and the world is clean and new again, as if all the violence and destruction of the storm served a divine purpose.”
― Benjamin R. Smith, Atlas

“She had storms all her life, but she died peacefully.”
― Janet Flanner, Paris Was Yesterday, 1925-1939

“This is an extra letter in the middle of the month because I'm rather lonely tonight. It's awfully stormy; the snow is beating against my tower. All the lights are out on the campus, but I drank black coffee and I can't go to sleep.

I had a supper party this evening consisting of Sallie and Julia and Leonora Fenton - and sardines and toasted muffins and salad and fudge and coffee. Julia said she'd had a good time, but Sallie stayed to help wash the dishes.”
― Jean Webster, Daddy-Long-Legs

“Everyone has their own boat, it's a matter of pulling it out of the sand, and putting it in the water. But further, you can anchor the boat in fear when the storms rage, and go nowhere, let it drift aimlessly on its own or you can let God be the navigator and guide you on a journey in a way that is right for you.”
― Anthony Liccione

“States of the atmosphere pass into us as water through the meshes of a sieve, and storms occur in us before they break upon the world without, creating restless sensations. ("Absolute Evil")”
― Julian Hawthorne, American Fantastic Tales: Terror and the Uncanny from Poe to the Pulps

“Demons never die quietly, and a week ago the storm was a proper demon, sweeping through the Caribbean after her long ocean crossing from Africa, a category five when she finally came ashore at San Juan before moving on to Santo Domingo and then Cuba and Florida. But now she's grown very old, as her kind measures age, and these are her death throes. So she holds tightly to this night, hanging on with the desperate fury of any dying thing, any dying thing that might once have thought itself invincible.”
― Caitlin R. Kiernan

“There was a sense of being in the midst of something having prodigious weight and volume but no form, of being utterly unable to utilize past experience.”
― Thomas Gallagher, Assault In Norway: Sabotaging the Nazi Nuclear Program

“Just like the submarines, deep men are also unaffected by the storms!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“You don't need to jump for joy when you beat a storm! Don't you know that the storms of this world never end? One ends, the other comes!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“An Eleventh Pretender by Stewart Stafford

Pardon me, thou art king
Of paling November’s hedgerow,
Demanding fealty from December,
That crowns the year, and justly so.

I hear thy shrill trumpets blow,
They shake my windows so.
None shun the stepping stone.
To Christmas feasting’s glow.

Thou host saints and souls indeed,
Commemorate foiled plots.
Martinmas turns harvest to winter,
And mirth at Guildhall spots.

Thou art an impostor yet
in the Western world, or here.
Blow hence, ninth month of Rome,
Paucity’s envy of double-digit's year.

© Stewart Stafford, 2023. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford

“There are storms you run from and storms you chase. Through time, some people begin as one and end up the other.”
― Steve Maraboli

“Stormy Sunday by Stewart Stafford

Coffee offsets the stormy Sunday,
Thundery fingers scratch the drum,
The coal-black sky stares unamused,
A dim rainbow stripe upon its back.

The understudy sun punches through,
Slamming into a house's white gable,
Blinding against the dark backdrop,
The shushing showers rage angrier.

Liquid beading on the window pane,
Translucent insects marching slipshod,
Weather duellists go back and forth,
A primal rolling flux rumbling on.

© Stewart Stafford, 2023. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford

“Do you think the storm is fearless? Oh, you ignorant! Don't you know, only immortal things don't know fear! Storm goes around in a panic to live his short life well, just like us humans! It is fear, the fear of the brevity of time that pushes us and the storm, to live life immediately in panic!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Night brings light,
Injury generates elixir.
Gale delivers gallantry,
Clouds build character.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Yaralardan Yangın Doğar: Explorers of night are emperors of day

“And he said...

...raindrops shall share rainbows with the world.”
― Anthony T. Hincks

“Your laughter, your eyes,
bring spring freshness
to my heart,
you seize my mind,
you, is made of, every day,
part of which, to be you may,
like a flight
over the stormy sea…”
― Will Advise, На чист Български...: Pristine Bulgarian sayings...