A woman in such an emotional tempest is as perilous as a blind cobra to any about her. — Robert E. Howard Copy Share Image
Woman is like the reed which bends to every breeze, but breaks not in the tempest. — Richard Whately Copy Share Image
This world, it is a tempest sometimes. But remember, the sun always rises again. — Brandon Sanderson Copy Share Image
Me howling blasts drive devious, tempest-tossed, / Sails ripped, seams opening wide, and compass lost. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
And by that destiny to perform an act Whereof what's past is prologue, what to come In yours and my discharge. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
An horrible stillness first invades our ear, And in that silence we the tempest fear. — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Cast out thy Jonah--every sleeping and secure sin that brings a tempest upon thy ship, vexation to thy spirit. — Frederic Reynolds Copy Share Image
“There is a stillness between us, a period of restlessness that ties my stomach in a hangman’s noose. It is this same… — Nathan Reese Maher Copy Share Image
On me the tempest falls. It does not make me tremble. O holy Mother Earth, O air and sun, behold me. I… — Aeschylus Copy Share Image
“I swear to the gods that if you answer one more of my questions with a question, I am going to go… — Nicole Peeler Copy Share Image
The Poet is like the prince of the clouds, who haunts the tempest and laughs at the archer. Exiled on the ground… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
“It's you Tempest I told her. Not her. It's been you all along. I'm sorry it took me so long to tell… — Maggie Shayne Copy Share Image
Once allow your soul to be disturbed by any violent emotion and, like the waters of a tempest-tossed lake, it can no… — Monica Baldwin Copy Share Image
“Both the teardrop and the tempest are made of water, making it the most yielding and most destructive force on Earth.” — Fiona Paul Copy Share Image
The poet is like the prince of clouds Who haunts the tempest and laughs at the archer; Exiled on the ground in… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
My mother took my brother and I to a production of 'The Tempest', and it was in this very small - it… — Phillipa Soo Copy Share Image
I will light candles this Christmas, Candles of joy, despite all sadness, Candles of hope where despair keeps watch. Candles of courage… — Howard Thurman Copy Share Image
In a world of discouragement, sorrow, and overmuch sin, in times when fear and despair seem to prevail, when humanity is feverish… — Jeffrey R. Holland Copy Share Image
“Cry no tears for us, my friend.” I pry at her fingers, panicking to be released in fear that she may drag… — Nathan Reese Maher Copy Share Image
She was a curious woman, whose dresses always looked as if they had been designed in a rage and put on in… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
Where's the hope that can abate The grief of hearts thus desolate That can Youth's keenest pangs assuage, And mitigate the gloom… — Thomas Haynes Bayly Copy Share Image
Like all passions, anger has degrees, ascending from slight vexation through deepening clouds to rage, and finally to fury, which is a… — James Vila Blake Copy Share Image
I cannot too often repeat that Democracy is a word the real gist of which still sleeps, quite unawakened, notwithstanding the resonance… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“The whirlwind of life It was true. Sometimes life was like that, a wonderful whirlwind that fills us with joy, like a… — Guillaume Musso Copy Share Image
“My perfect storm was nothing permanent. But of course it's far from the last storm I'll face. There will be many more.… — Timothy Ferriss Copy Share Image
“She could see the tempest in his eyes, swarming in the blue of them with a kind of primal violence that made… — J.D. Robb Copy Share Image
The commotions that have taken place in America, as far as they are yet known to me, offer nothing threatening. They are… — Thomas Jefferson Copy Share Image
The job has its grandeurs, yes. There is the exultation of arriving safely after a storm, the joy of gliding down out… — Antoine de Saint-Exupery Copy Share Image
Where is it I've read that someone condemned to death says or thinks, an hour before his death, that if he had… — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
“At the happy ending of the Tempest, Prospero brings the kind back togeter with his son, and finds Miranda's true love and… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Yet there were times when he did love her with all the kindness she demanded, and how was she to know what… — Pearl S. Buck Copy Share Image
The tempest threatens before it comes; houses creak before they fall. — Seneca the Younger Copy Share Image
It is a common failing of man not to take account of tempests during fair weather. — Niccolo Machiavelli Copy Share Image
If after every tempest come such calms, May the winds blow till they have wakend death! — Othello Copy Share Image
Nothing of him that doth fade But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The willow which bends to the tempest often escapes better than the oak which resists it. — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
