“So far as Emma was concerned she did not ask herself whether she was in love. Love, she thought, was something that must come suddenly, with a great display of thunder and lightning, descending on one's life like a tempest… — Gustave Flaubert Copy Share Image
“And look into space; you shall see Him walking in the cloud, outstretching His arms in the lightning and descending in rain.” — Kahlil Gibran Copy Share Image
