As we lay huddled together under the tent, which leaked considerably about the sides, with our baggage at our feet, we listened… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
“You will hear thunder and remember me, And think: she wanted storms. The rim of the sky will be the colour of… — Anna Akhmatova Copy Share Image
Perhaps if Death is kind, and there can be returning, We will come back to earth some fragrant night, And take these… — Sara Teasdale Copy Share Image
A sudden gust of rain blew over them and then another - as if small liquid clouds were bouncing along the land.… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
You got to understand the god thing. It’s not magic. It’s about being you, but the you that people believe in. It’s… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“At that instant a dazzling claw of lightning streaked down the length of the sky. The hedge and the distant trees seemed… — Richard Adams Copy Share Image
My theory is that poems are written because of a state of emotional irritation. It may be present for some time before… — Sara Teasdale Copy Share Image
[Amy Ray and I] both have this part of our brain that makes us think that everybody should and will be nice… — Ani DiFranco Copy Share Image
The voice of God is heard from heaven, declaring the day and hour of Jesus' coming, and delivering the everlasting covenant to… — Ellen G. White Copy Share Image
Isn't it a riddle . . . and awe-inspiring, that everything is so beautiful? Despite the horror. Lately I've noticed something grand… — Sophie Scholl Copy Share Image
“We're exactly like this storm, Jake. Fiery, hot, even crazy. But you know what? Yu know the problem with sizzling summer storms?"… — Rebecca Zanetti Copy Share Image
We humans are born egocentric. The sky thunders and children believe that God is mad at them for something they've done -… — Richard Paul Evans Copy Share Image
The relic from before birth Enters one's heart one day. Be as careful as if you were holding a full vessel, Be… — Sun Bu'er Copy Share Image
Veil, you see, if I vas to say something portentous like "zer dark eyes of zer mind" back home in Uberwald, zer… — Terry Pratchett Copy Share Image