“The sun rode low in the sky, the storm clouds long gone. The ocean was calm today, not a white cap to… — Denise Hunter Copy Share Image
“They were startling gray, like storm clouds; pretty, but intimidating, too, as if she were analyzing the best way to take me… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
“There are storm clouds before the storm, there are the living before the dead. I need a figurehead, a banner bearer who… — Kevin Outlaw Copy Share Image
I often liken my love life to the pathetic fallacy found in a Bronte novel: a long and winding road tented by… — Dan Levy Copy Share Image
The artist should fear to become the slave of detail. He should strive to express his thought and not the surface of… — Albert Pinkham Ryder Copy Share Image
“A truly humble apology works to part storm clouds, calm rough seas, and bring on the soft lights of dawn; it has… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
Clouds come floating into my life from other days no longer to shed rain or usher storm but to give colour to… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
I have so little mastered the art of tranquil living that wherever I go I trail storm clouds of drama around me. — Mary Antin Copy Share Image
“Sometimes the bright sun rises behind the high mountains, sometimes the luminous full moon rises, sometimes black storm clouds appear! Such are… — Mehmet Murat ildan Copy Share Image
“Acceptance means that we abandon our futile efforts, allowing the ball to float on the surface. It might stay near us, and… — Noel Brick Copy Share Image
There has storm clouds come over the United States. There is thunderstorms over Europe. There are hail storms – and I mean… — Meat Loaf Copy Share Image
“I knew then that I'd been right. I had felt something changing between us in the weeks before my death—slow and steady—but… — Jess Rothenberg Copy Share Image
“Spending time with people who have dementia has made me a more patient parent, friend, daughter, sister, wife. It has made me… — Anne Davis Basting Copy Share Image
“Life – and love – are much like a storm. The clouds, the wind, the rain may make it impossible for you… — Christina McKnight Copy Share Image
“Looking back, I wonder if mom saw it in my eyes: the storm clouds gathering, the dry crackle of electricity in the… — Melody Grace Copy Share Image
“The sun was back out, the storm clouds dissipated. It had rained while she was inside, hard, from the looks of it.… — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“I testify to you that our promised blessings are beyond measure. Though the storm clouds may gather, though the rains may pour… — Thomas S. Monson Copy Share Image
“My pain builds like storm clouds―massive, dark, and heavy with teardrops. Moisture falls torrential as if my world is a violent, eternal… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Then it hit him. Something else had come with the storm besides rain, lightning, and thunder. Something that had blotted out the… — John Forrester Copy Share Image
“She’d just watched Tristan McLean, her cool suave movie star dad, reduced to near insanity. Leo could barely stand to watch that,… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
“As she craned her neck further she finally saw his face. She knew her mouth must have been gaping open like a… — Ashlee Nicole Bye Copy Share Image
“A new beginning done right," she said out loud, because everyone knew that saying it out loud made it true. "You hear… — Jill Shalvis Copy Share Image
“The lonely little dicky bird, without a shred of shame, perched precariously on a weathered branch. He paid no heed to the… — Michella Augusta Copy Share Image
Seasons may change winter to spring, but I love you until the end of time Come what may, come what may, I… — Ewan McGregor Copy Share Image
“Hello, Olympus! Aeolus, master of the winds here, with weather every twelve! We‘ll have a low-pressure system moving over Florida today, so… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
“The kiss was like swollen storm clouds ready to erupt, and when he moaned into my mouth, it was dewy and thunderous… — Vicki Pettersson Copy Share Image
“…the door banged wide open, and the most striking man I had ever seen stood in the frame, the black winds whipping… — Heather Heffner Copy Share Image
Storm clouds of terror and dictatorship are gathering over the whole country... They must not be allowed to bring eternal night. — Boris Yeltsin Copy Share Image
“Magical flowers were humming. The turf slopes cradled *him.* Beasts of a fabulous elegance were circulating. Storm clouds were piling up on… — Arthur Rimbaud Copy Share Image
The seemingly omnipresent storm clouds hanging over the Constitution often make it hard to find a silver lining. Every day, the front… — Bob Barr Copy Share Image
It takes courage to grieve, to honor the pain we carry. We can grieve in tears or in meditative silence, in prayer… — Jack Kornfield Copy Share Image
The line-storm clouds fly tattered and swift, The road is forlorn all day, Where a myriad snowy quartz stones lift, And the… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
For each thorn, there's a rosebud... For each twilight - a dawn... For each trial - the strength to carry on, For… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
God beckons storm clouds and they come. He tells the wind to blow and the rain to fall, and they obey immediately.… — David Platt Copy Share Image
“All I can see is you. Why can't you understand that? No one shines as bright as you in the sky I'm… — Jay Crownover Copy Share Image
Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to… — Bob Marley Copy Share Image
The Depression was an incredibly dramatic episode - an era of stock-market crashes, breadlines, bank runs and wild currency speculation, with the… — Ben Bernanke Copy Share Image
“There are people whose deaths make you ache with sadness. And then there are people whose deaths prevent the sun from rising,… — Marisa de los Santos Copy Share Image
“In that moment, he chose Greek. He threw in his lot with Camp Half-Blood-and the horses changed. The storm clouds inside burned… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
January cold and desolate; February dripping wet; March wind ranges; April changes; Birds sing in tune To flowers of May, And sunny… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
