The Storm Quotes
The Storm Quote of the day
Never make a permanent decision based on a temporary storm.. No matter how raging the billows are today, remind yourself: "This too shall pass!"
Clouds come floating into my life from other days no longer to shed rain or usher storm but to give colour to my sunset sky.
Every human being is a raindrop. And when enough of the raindrops become clear and coherent they then become the power of the storm.
I want our people to be like a molave tree, strong and resilient, standing on the hillsides, unafraid of the rising tide, lighting and the storm, confident of its strength.
In order to realize the worth of the anchor we need to feel the stress of the storm.
Remember that the storm is a good opportunity for the pine and the cypress to show their strength and their stability.
God uses no one until He first puts them through the storm. The greater your mission, the greater your storm.
This life will never be without storms. Stop fearing the storm. Build your inner shelter.
There's a storm inside of us, a burning river, a drive. You push yourself further than anyone could think possible. You are never out of the fight.
Cows run away from the storm while the buffalo charges toward it - and gets through it quicker. Whenever I’m confronted with a tough challenge, I do not prolong the torment, I become the buffalo.
The pine fought the storm and broke. The willow yielded to the wind and snow and did not break. Practice Jiu-Jitsu in just this way.
To be a lighthouse, you must be strong enough to resist every kind of storm, to every kind of loneliness and you must have a powerful light inside you!
Sometimes God allows storms to come together in such a way that they ultimately fulfill something that would never have happened otherwise.
No matter what storm you face, you need to know God loves you. He has not abandoned you.
The night is my best friend. It calms the storm in my soul and it lets the guiding stars rise.
The world is a great ocean, upon which we encounter more tempestuous storms than calms.
I have always believed that God never gives a cross to bear larger than we can carry. No matter what, he wants us to be happy, not sad. birds sing after a storm. Why shouldn't we?
Life is a storm, my young friend. You will bask in the sunlight one moment, be shattered on the rocks the next. What makes you a man is what you do when that storm comes.
There are as many pillows of illusion as flakes in a snow-storm. We wake from one dream into another dream.
And for the season it was winter, and they that know the winters of that country know them to be sharp and violent, and subject to cruel and fierce storms.
When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
The little reed, bending to the force of the wind, soon stood upright again when the storm had passed over.
The ship of Democracy, which has weathered all storms, may sink through the mutiny of those aboard.
We want Christ to hurry and calm the storm. He wants us to find him in the midst of it first.
He knows when we go into the storm, He watches over us in the storm, and He can bring us out of the storm when His purposes have been fulfilled.
God doesn't author hardship but uses it to strengthen us for greater conquests. He never leads us into a storm that He doesn't give us the power to overcome.
The idea of seeing the sea - of being near it - watching its changes by sunrise, sunset, moonlight, and noonday - in calm, perhaps in storm - fills and satisfies my mind.
A minister of state is excusable for the harm he does when the helm of government has forced his hand in a storm; but in the calm he is guilty of all the good he does not do.
Celebrate your success and stand strong when adversity hits, for when the storm clouds come in, the eagles soar while the small birds take cover.
It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake.
and I circle ten thousand years long; And I still don't know if I'm a falcon, a storm, or an unfinished song
Gather out of star-dust, Earth-dust, Cloud-dust, Storm-dust, And splinters of hail, One handful of dream-dust, Not for sale.
A warrior is worthless unless he rises above others and stands strong in the midst of a storm.
Those far distant, storm-beaten ships, upon which the Grand Army never looked, stood between it and the dominion of the world.
