They say marriages are made in Heaven. But so is thunder and lightning. — Clint Eastwood Copy Share Image
“It was no joy waking up after a dream about that man. He left a taste of thunder in my mouth.” — Chaim Potok Copy Share Image
When discord dreadful bursts her brazen bars, And shatters locks to thunder forth her wars. — Horace Copy Share Image
On a sudden open fly With impetuous recoil and jarring sound Th' infernal doors, and on their hinges grate Harsh thunder. — John Milton Copy Share Image
You know, if I don't make it when I go out there in that weather balloon into that thunder storm. I want,… — Colin Mochrie Copy Share Image
We rode on the winds of the rising storm, We ran to the sounds of the thunder. We danced among the lightning… — Robert Jordan Copy Share Image
“...the thunder from Down Under that gives you the second-most-powerful surge that can flow through your body.” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The best craftsmanship always leaves holes and gaps... so that something that is not in the poem can creep, crawl, flash or… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
The sound of 'gentle stillness' after all the thunder and wind have passed will the ultimate Word from God. — Jim Elliot Copy Share Image
“It stood calm against the suburban storm raging around it. The thunder screamed across the sky; it slapped the clouds into a… — J.D. Stroube Copy Share Image
I meant to write a song of battle, for storied deeds of war inspire; I seemed to hear the cannon thunder, I… — Anne Reeve Aldrich Copy Share Image
“Whisper to the flashing water your real name, write your signature in the sand, and shout your identity to the sky until… — Christopher John Farley Copy Share Image
I started off as a rapper from Thunder Bay, Ontario, believe it or not. There was a little group of 10 or… — Kevin Durand Copy Share Image
“You’re telling me a purple pecker is always a purple pecker? It doesn’t have other names?” Dane asks. “Purple thunder,” Valen suggests.… — Rory Miles Copy Share Image
Stronger than thunder's winged force All-powerful gold can speed its course; Through watchful guards its passage make, And loves through solid walls… — Horace Copy Share Image
O that my tongue were in the thunder's mouth! Then with passion would I shake the world, And rouse from sleep that… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The time's come: there's a terrific thunder-cloud advancing upon us, a mighty storm is coming to freshen us up…It's going to blow… — Anton Chekhov Copy Share Image
“it was as bright as glory, and you'd have a little glimpse of tree-tops a-plunging about away off yonder in the storm,… — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
I learned to make my mind large, as the universe is large, so that there is room for paradoxes. Petals are bone… — Maxine Hong Kingston Copy Share Image
Instead of looking at books and pictures about the New Testament I looked at the New Testament. There I found an account,… — Gilbert K. Chesterton Copy Share Image
Isn't my music the last of the real rhythm and blues? Isn't it great? It's because of my musicians, we were weaned… — Ted Nugent Copy Share Image
“For the taking of revenge, a man locks himself up alone and thinks. His stomach must be empty for his head to… — Xavier Forneret Copy Share Image
Our modern world defined God as a ‘religious complex’ and laughed at the Ten Commandments as OLD FASHIONED. Then, through the laughter… — Cecil B. DeMille Copy Share Image
When the thunder rumbles, Now the age of gold is dead. When the dreams we've clung to Trying to stay young, Have… — Leonard Bernstein Copy Share Image
“With every strike of lightning Comes a memory that lasts Not a word is left unspoken As the thunder starts to crash… — Jonas Brothers Copy Share Image
“...the thunder has sounded--but who knows where the rain's going to fall.” — Hong Ying Copy Share Image
You know, you might not think that Wigglytuff can, like, throw a thunder or lightning-type move at you. But, oh, just you… — Bowen Yang Copy Share Image
The loss of fortune to a true man is but the trumpet challenge to renewed exertion, not the thunder stroke of destruction. — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
The music was thunder and joy. Lightning bolts of happiness and praise, foot-stomping, dance-shouting, good-feeling singing from the soul. — Etta James Copy Share Image
Like the bright, cool dawn after a night of prison and of thunder, Man can taste that freedom sought so long. — L. Ron Hubbard Copy Share Image
