Thunderstorm Quotes

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

“She'll be a fierce woman, that one. It'll take a hell of a man to love her right. Be like living with a thunderstorm. Same as her mother. A fierce woman. Force of nature. The kind of woman you just hand on for the ride. The most exciting and the most heartbreaking woman you could ever meet. They don't know their own minds most of the time, but their hearts are so damn big it hurts em inside.”
― Brian Doyle, Mink River

“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

“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

“this heart yearns...
for the salt of unsmelt air
unswept thunderstorms...
unknown adventures.”
― Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence

“A Cue from Nature

Run outside during a thunderstorm
That downpour, that conquered hesitation, that exhilaration
That’s what unlonely is like”
― David Levithan, The Realm of Possibility

“It was one of those heavy, sultry afternoons when nature seems to be saying to itself, 'Now, shall I, or shall I not, scare the pants off these people with a hell of a thunderstorm?”
― P.G. Wodehouse, Jeeves and the Tie That Binds

“And since today’s all there is for now, that’s everything.
Who knows if I’ll be dead the day after tomorrow?
If I’m dead the day after tomorrow, the thunderstorm day after tomorrow
Will be another thunderstorm than if I hadn’t died.
Of course I know thunderstorms don’t fall because I see them,
But if I weren’t in the world,
The world would be different —
There would be me the less —
And the thunderstorm would fall on a different world and would be another thunderstorm.
No matter what happens, what’s falling is what’ll be falling when it falls.

(7/10/1930)”
― Alberto Caeiro, The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro

“I crave the violence of your affection. I ache for the way it jumbles my insides and makes my heart feel like it's harboring a thunderstorm. I've never felt more alive in all my time on this earth, as I have, being underneath your touch.”
― LeAnne Mechelle, Write like no one is reading 2

“Mind chatter: a clatter of left-brain rains of doubt, worry, guilt, shame in a thunderstorm of fear. Forgive the chatter, clear your mind.”
― Soul Dancer, Pay Me What I'm Worth: Say it. Mean it. Get it.

“He is my thunderstorm, the lighting coursing through my veins. I am his hurricane, his colorful bow of rain.”
― Melody Lee, Moon Gypsy

“This is the problem with danger, isn't it? You can even be warned and ignore the warning. Danger can seem far away until the sky grows dark, and a bolt of fury heads straight toward you.”
― Deb Caletti, A Heart in a Body in the World

“But the thing about thunderstorms is that there’s always a sense of peace when once the storm is over.”
― Tabitha G. Kelly, Standing By

“As I digest what words I speak, I consume more wisely.”
― Soul Dancer, Pay Me What I'm Worth: Say it. Mean it. Get it.

“Dark clouds not only bring thunderstorm, They also bring rain.”
― Raaz Ojha

“Sometimes it's okay to be surprised. It's going to sound stupid, and I wouldn't ever say this out loud, but the way Theo and I came out to each other was sort of like getting caught in a thunderstorm. Storms can suck when they're knocking out power and ripping apart houses, no doubt. But other times the thunder is a soundtrack to something unpredictable, something that gets our hearts racing and wakes us up. If someone had warned me about the weather, I might have freaked out and stayed inside.
But I didn't.”
― Adam Silvera, History Is All You Left Me

“...lightning forked toward the dry earth, the white light streaking across the sky as if bony fingers reached into the purpling cloud. Thunder shuddered through the early night, the vibrations of it rolling through the cracked soil.”
― Alannah K. Pearson, Bone Arrow

“Need an adrenaline junkie
someone who is fearless enough
to chase a tornado & fall for disaster
willing to hold on when I recklessly strike, like lightning. After my catastrophic personality's storm,
they will whisper -"I love thunder.”
― Evelyn Janeidy Arevalo

“When it rains, God sits on his throne and listens to his favorite music — the sound of thunder.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, Song of a Nature Lover

“When it rains in Paris, it bleeds
into swift little gutters.
You can see your reflection
over its mercury embryo.”
― Sneha Subramanian Kanta

“When the dark clouds accompany us with the furious concert of Thunder, then the liberating rain will finally wipe away the tears from our cheeks.”
― sir kristian goldmund aumann

“Thunderstruck

A head in the clouds

Ideas spark like lightning

My mind, a hailstorm inside.”
― Alice Tyszka, Finding My Light

“He was a man who had mistaken the eye of the storm for a whirlwind romance.”
― Ayisha Malik, This Green and Pleasant Land

“Generally the thunder-storms came in the afternoon, but once I saw one at sunrise, driving down the high mountain valleys toward us. It was a very beautiful and almost terrible sight; for the sun rose behind the storm, and shone through the gusty rifts, lighting the mountain-crests here and there, while the plain below lay shrouded in the lingering night. The angry, level rays edged the dark clouds with crimson, and turned the downpour into sheets of golden rain; in the valleys the glimmering mists were tinted every wild hue; and the remotest heavens were lit with flaming glory.”
― Theodore Roosevelt, The Rough Riders

“Like nations in a world war
The dark sky throws lightning”
― Richard L. Ratliff

“And somehow, the thunder in him silenced the thunder in me.”
― Mira Hadlow, As Muses Burn

“In Paris long enough, I befriend
curled tresses of the cul de sac
on the road below my lodging.”
― Sneha Subramanian Kanta

“Opposites Attack by Stewart Stafford

Winter's eagle talons swoop,
Scratching sweet faces raw,
As battering waves file back,
The coast's jagged teeth further.

Concerts of hedgerow angels,
Storm the dreaded demon field,
Dispensing ancient retribution,
Righting wrongs along the way.

Gladiatorial combat in the Heavens,
Lightning's fiery net crashes against,
Thunder's convulsing cloaking shield,
And the rainstorm's flogging garlands.

© Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford

“The Taranis Cèilidh by Stewart Stafford

Lightning's jagged spear,
Burning the horizon bright,
Silhouetting empty tables,
No picnics by the waterside.

Waves sloshed against jetties,
A displaced bath on all sides,
Flailing tree chorus genuflected,
To the foaming vat beside them.

The roar of the gale rose and fell,
Tempest's tongue agitated potently,
Leaves surrendered in droves to it,
Sleep deepened in the storm's fury.

© Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford

“Upon A Stormy Night by Stewart Stafford

Lay that downy head beneath a roof,
Lest the lightning sear those temples,
As the lamb hears the hewing blade,
We sense when the last hour arrives.

Testing thunder of the scolding deities,
A gallows silence rings in every dimple.
Rain, sobbing, weeping for humankind,
with no potent hand to dry damp eyes.

The upturned night's rage passes on,
Sprightly dawn cracks a guardian eye,
Cowed people check the gashed skies,
Grins, not marked by a storm's blemish.

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